Busy, busy, busy…this is the story of my life. And yes, yes, yes…I totally love it! I am a mom of two, wife, daughter, sister to two brothers, aunt to 4 nieces and 1 nephew, dog lover, dance and yoga instructor. This blog is to help me catalog events, feelings, special moments of my busy life as a wife, mom, and woman. Being all those things at once isnt the easiest thing to tackle, but I sure am blessed to be all of them.
How and when did I start cooking?
Cooking began for me at a young age. My grandfather owned a farm where he grew tobacco, housed hay, and killed hogs. We lived right next to him…around the curve, down the road, but still pretty close. Much of my childhood consisted of summer days “following the setter” in the tobacco field alongside by baby brother, Joey. Or even lifting hay bails onto the wagon to be housed in the barn. For a little girl, hay bails were mighty heavy.
The days of fall were spent stripping tobacco, or watching my daddy and grandfather cutting meat from the hogs and packaging the cuts to be used for the rest of the year. We had country ham all the time, which is probably why I do not like to eat it to this day. Mom cooked country ham for breakfast and then again for dinner. Fried, of course. 🙂 And, oh, how I would love to smell the scent of cracklings cooking in the big black iron pot outside. Daddy would stir the cracklings Granny used for lard with an old tobacco stick. Mmm. Boy, I miss those days.
I also had horrible allergies as a little girl which kept me inside during the spring seasons. Bluegrass, pollen, fescew, and hay could throw my allergies into a quick rage. Of course, you can find all those things readily on a farm in the south. Looking on the bright side, I owe my love of cooking to my allergies for they are the reason I began learning to cook in my grandmother’s kitchen.
See, our whole family helped work on the farm. Just because I had allergies did not mean I was exempt from working. I cooked, washed and dried dishes, and set the table. Needless to say, my two brothers beraded me my entire life since they had to be outside working. I do not think I will ever hear the end of it from them, but that is ok. I cook. They were just jealous. However, they reap the benefits now, too.
So much of my childhood sparked my love for cooking as an adult. The older I get, the more I love to cook. I am still not as much of a risk taker in the kitchen as I would like to be, but I am working on it. I keep saying I am gonna put together a bucket list of my cooking wanna-do’s. If, and when I do, I am posting it on this blog in order to hold myself accountable.
If you have any questions for me, or ya just wanna talk food, recipes, yoga, dance, soccer, football…whatever, just e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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