Monday, February 01, 2016

Cooking Is Love Made Visible

Today marks the 10-year anniversary of my father's death - weird, calling it an anniversary. But that's what people do, don't they?  That's me with him in the photo.  I was two weeks old. He was 26.

I wrote about my father's Walnut Crescent Cookies a few months ago.  The poem by Naomi Shihab Nye reminded me of his recipe.  They were always a family favorite and my Aunt makes them to this day as part of her Christmas cookie lineup because my cousins request them.

This is the card that's been in my mother's recipe box for over 39 years, front and back.

I'm posting the recipe because so many memories of my father involve food and cooking. I mean, look at the picture - I'm two weeks old and he's feeding me - we clearly bonded early over a meal.

When I 
sauté garlic, make chicken cutlets, assemble a lasagna, or make a big pot of chili for Ed, I always think of my father. Sometimes I'll be driving and I'll think of something to do with my father, and before I know it, I have a memory that somehow involves food or cooking. It just happens.
So I know it's only a cookie, but it's my father's signature cookie, and it's a great way to publicly mark the day. 

You should make them.  They're delicate and delicious. I promise you'll love them.

Because like Julia Child said, "People who love to eat are the best people."

Get a copy for printing HERE.

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2015: Hawaiian Memorial

2014: We Do Not Remember Days, We Remember Moments
2013: Sharing The Long Haul Lifestyle
2012: Love, Peace, And Soooouuulll
2011: Taste The Fire
2010: Finally, A Shot At Playmate Of The Month! (Sorta)
2009: Remembering
2008: Eddie Gets His Eyes Checked Friday
2007: Shifting The Sun
2006: My Daddy Is Gone
2005: Sorry, no post on this day. The blog didn’t start until May 2005!

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