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Watching this advert brought tears to my eyes and made me miss moms cooking even more. It brought back memories of when I’d eat peanut butter and jelly because I was too tired to cook, and wished mom was there to make me a meal.
It made me think of the frustrations that growing up and being independent bring and made me realize that somehow, like mommy’s kisses making things better, the sight and smell of her food still makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. This is what I want my daughter to remember.
Every child wants their mommy’s food. Wives may hate to admit that their hubby’s prefer mommy’s cooking but it’s true – which person doesn’t want to feel the way they did when they were younger and life was less complicated….
This got me thinking….
The perfect ending to a hectic day is sitting around the table with family enjoying a warm home cooked meal. Dinner is not just about enjoying a meal together. It’s about celebrating good food and chatting about the day’s events. It brings a family together.
To be honest, I don’t have the entire day to spend in the kitchen (although my husband may think that I do). I’m a work from home mom who has a toddler who needs my attention all the time. I try to prepare the day before but what really helps me, is my mom’s recipes, google and a few short cuts/quick fixes that make me look like a pro. I search almost every day for new recipes because I have a husband who never knows what he wants for supper until it’s actually ready. Our “what’s for dinner” conversations are something like…
“Honey, what do you want for supper?” I would ask him. “Uhm, I don’t know… Anything”, he would reply. Isn’t that the most frustrating thing to hear? OH? How about I make you boiled goat’s head? Mind you that’s a delicacy is some parts of the world but not with him. He would reply, “Oh. Umh.No, why not some salmon en croute”? Was that so difficult husband? It’s either that or I wish that someone would come up with something called anything:) …
Personally I wish I could eat my mother’s food everyday… I often end up cooking with the recipes she provides but somehow it’s just not moms cooking. These recipes are however very dear to me.
Mothers have a secret recipe in their meals. It is just like DNA. Every time they make it, it has their signature flavour.
You could blind fold me and I could smell my moms food a mile away. When I get home during the weekend and get a whiff of the curry that serenades my nose, I just know she made something special for me. This reminds of me of the movie: Ratatouille. The memories of the warmth love and care that the food brought was all that it took to melt the heart of the harshest critic.
Do you remember the scene where he makes the meal for a food critic and he is immediately transported to his childhood memories? He loved it because the food was made the way his mom made it. This what home meals are all about…
It’s no longer just about taste but it’s about emotion and reliving memories. A small bite of chicken curry creates a rush of nostalgia and reminds me that some things are alright in the world. I can also see how my husband is happy when he visits his mom on Sunday for lunch.
Sometimes we just need mom to make everything okay. She creates the taste of home which we long for…
This post is sponsored by Knorr, but all thoughts and views expressed are my own.