I know this lovely young woman who has a....tempestuous relationship with her mother. The other day I was surprised to find this posted on her Facebook.
At age of 4: Mom knows everything! At 8: Mom knows a lot! At 12: Mom doesn’t really know everything. At 14: Mom doesn’t know anything. At 16: Mom doesn’t exist. At 18: She’s old fashioned. At 25: Maybe Mom does know about this! At 35: Before we decide, let’s ask Mom. At 45: I wonder... what Mom thinks about this? At 75: I wish I could ask Mom about this....
It's so "on it!" There are days when I look at my mom in frustration and other days I look at her in awe. She's strong, determined, stubborn, petulant, generous, childlike and demanding all in one small package. This is the woman who chides if I'm relaxing to much, then in the same breath scolds me when I get sick from working too hard. But there is one thing I never doubt, she loves me endlessly and would do anything to make sure I'm happy.
You drive me nuts mom, but man, I love you.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
Get In My Belly!!!
Life is full of pleasures. We are told that we are "fearfully and wonderfully made" (Ps. 139:14) and those wonders allow us to revel in so may amazing things. Now don't get me wrong, I am moved by symphonies, awed at sunsets and love to indulge in massages, but none can compare to the joy of eating. Every slurp, smack and drool speak to my most base interntion--satisfy myself.
I'm a born again foodie. When you're a child I don't think you can really appreciate the complexity of taste and texture. It's like taking a child to the Colosseum and expecting them to understand the magnitude of history. As a kid I understood yummy and not yummy. Coke, YUMMY! Maybe it's more like sugar and not sugar.
As a tween/teen, I gave in to society and wanted to be thing so I cut out sugar, fat, etc. Mayo on your sandwich? No, thank you, just vinegar. Ugh. What the hell was I thinking?!
My father was a chef. My grandmother has a catering business. My mother majored in Home Economics/Nutrition and used to cook 12 course meals for guests. My godmother ran high end restaurants. How could I NOT love food?! (Well, I did love food but I loved my skinny jeans more. )
My best friend told me over dinner that her husband tried to give her advice on cravings. He said that whenever she saw something delicious, tell herself "Nothing tastes as good as thin feels." It worked for a while until she met the butter cake at CPK and that basically blew the mantra to smithereens.
So I'm going to say something I never thought I would say....thank goodness for my ex. He resurrected my love for food and man it came back with a vengeance! A twenty pound vengeance, mind you.
"Fat is flavor."
An oh, was he right. He was a chef, a budding sommelier and a glutton for everything--good and bad. I learned the difference between European and stateside butter (ooooooooooooohhh European butter...), how mayonnaise could make everything better, how truffles could enhance the most simple of foods and even how delicious a fried egg could be.
I've since dropped the 20 pounds (and about 200 more when I left him) but kept the love of food. Bring on the bread! Extra dessert! Appetizer? YES!!! Funny thing, I'm skinnier now than when I was a food nazi. :P God has a sense of humor, I'm telling you.
Even more than the food itself, I love the combination of good foods and good friends. I've been blessed with both in my life, and to top it off, an amazing family and a man who takes such good care of my heart.
Breakfast? I'm in.
Dinner? Let's go!
Dessert? Do you even have to ask???
Don't just bring home the bacon, baby! Fry that sucker up and let's EAT!!!
I'm a born again foodie. When you're a child I don't think you can really appreciate the complexity of taste and texture. It's like taking a child to the Colosseum and expecting them to understand the magnitude of history. As a kid I understood yummy and not yummy. Coke, YUMMY! Maybe it's more like sugar and not sugar.
As a tween/teen, I gave in to society and wanted to be thing so I cut out sugar, fat, etc. Mayo on your sandwich? No, thank you, just vinegar. Ugh. What the hell was I thinking?!
My father was a chef. My grandmother has a catering business. My mother majored in Home Economics/Nutrition and used to cook 12 course meals for guests. My godmother ran high end restaurants. How could I NOT love food?! (Well, I did love food but I loved my skinny jeans more. )
My best friend told me over dinner that her husband tried to give her advice on cravings. He said that whenever she saw something delicious, tell herself "Nothing tastes as good as thin feels." It worked for a while until she met the butter cake at CPK and that basically blew the mantra to smithereens.
So I'm going to say something I never thought I would say....thank goodness for my ex. He resurrected my love for food and man it came back with a vengeance! A twenty pound vengeance, mind you.
"Fat is flavor."
An oh, was he right. He was a chef, a budding sommelier and a glutton for everything--good and bad. I learned the difference between European and stateside butter (ooooooooooooohhh European butter...), how mayonnaise could make everything better, how truffles could enhance the most simple of foods and even how delicious a fried egg could be.
I've since dropped the 20 pounds (and about 200 more when I left him) but kept the love of food. Bring on the bread! Extra dessert! Appetizer? YES!!! Funny thing, I'm skinnier now than when I was a food nazi. :P God has a sense of humor, I'm telling you.
Even more than the food itself, I love the combination of good foods and good friends. I've been blessed with both in my life, and to top it off, an amazing family and a man who takes such good care of my heart.
Breakfast? I'm in.
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| Cafe Kaila |
Dinner? Let's go!
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| Sweet Home Cafe |
Dessert? Do you even have to ask???
Don't just bring home the bacon, baby! Fry that sucker up and let's EAT!!!
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Fresh Starts
It's Day 7 of my realizing that I'm leaving Hawaii. Granted, I was fully aware of this event a few months ago but now that the day is fast approaching it seems amazingly...real. This isn't leaving for that summer trip to Spain (which was super fun), nor is it the big leap to college (which was even more fun), this is the big time, as in I'm creating a new life in a new place in a new state! Aloha Honolulu...
Howdy Houston!
Perhaps this is the reason I've jumped on three or four posting sites within the week (Yelp, Foodspotting, Blogspot). I feel like there's so much to say and I just wanna say it! Will people read it? Not so sure about that, but I know that I'll be reading, reminiscing and writing so I can remember.
Howdy Houston!
Perhaps this is the reason I've jumped on three or four posting sites within the week (Yelp, Foodspotting, Blogspot). I feel like there's so much to say and I just wanna say it! Will people read it? Not so sure about that, but I know that I'll be reading, reminiscing and writing so I can remember.
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