Cooking For One-ish

31 Aug

I’ve been cooking and baking a lot this summer. It was a goal I set for myself in the spring and I’m really glad I’ve stuck to it. I’ve actually even started to (gasp) like it.

It makes me feel like my dad is watching me.

My biggest association with cutting vegetables is my dad telling me that they were or weren’t small enough. Watching him curl his fingertips back when cutting an onion so he didn’t hurt himself.

It feels so fantastically self indulgent, spending that time alone in the kitchen with my memories of him. Hunching over the garlic and feeling like he’s come back just to look over my shoulder again and tell me to just keep them in large slices and not minced.

It feels like a step of sorts.

 

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