Last week, you had a glimpse of the wonderful bond between my son Zach and me as we made one of his favorite childhood recipes. As he was making the journey to the next phase of his life, getting engaged and moving away, I was reminded how much I cherish and love all of the time I spend in the kitchen with my family. Mothering is one of the hardest jobs out there, as we know, and your children look up to you (unless they’re teenagers, but thats a whole other story)! That’s why I feel it’s truly significant to share your passions and hobbies with them. Of course, in my case, that always involves food.
When Zach broke the news to me that he was moving to Denver, I instantly thought of my mom. As my siblings and I grew up and moved away, my mother stayed in California. One of the hardest parts for her was that her children couldn’t be near her. Knowing that this was how my relationship with Zach would be brought on a whole new level of understanding. It’s tough to have your children be away from you.
This week, I am dedicating my blog to my Mother, in appreciation of everything she taught me about cooking, entertaining, and life.
I talk a lot about my mother when I’m writing for my blog or referencing my work. This is because she was a true inspiration to me and shaped me into who I am today. Unfortunately, I lost my mom over a year ago. It was a very difficult time, but I was blessed to have so many memories of her . As you may know by now, my mother delighted in entertaining others. Countless nights were spent in our kitchen and dining room, preparing for a feast, a casual dinner, or a family holiday. I wasn’t a big part of executing these parties while I lived at home, but just being around her gave me the entertaining bug!
On top of cooking, planing, and setting up, she grew her own flowers, cultivating them by season. I mainly remember seeing chrysanthemums for fall, and roses for spring. Growing up in Wichita, Texas, this was no easy feat given long months of Texas heat. I wouldn’t consider my mom to be a Southern Belle, but she was a true class act and a marvelous lady. At her dinner parties, her creativity and love of beauty would really shine through- something I was lucky enough to inherit. She was also a super cook, and I still use many of her recipes to this day!
I was also so very fortunate to have an exceptional relationship with her. She always showed me unconditional love and supported me no matter what!
This Mother’s Day, take some time to reflect on everything your mom did for you growing up. If you are lucky enough to have your mother in your life, bring her into the kitchen and make some new memories. Ask her about her favorite recipe, or show her one of yours.
May the memories of your mom sustain you and your family. There is nothing like a moms love…
That’s right. There was always eggs or pancakes or French Toast!!!
Great blog! I miss Mimi so much!
LOVE these photos!! I remember delicious Sat. morning breakfasts when i would spend the night! NO cereal for us!!