My earliest grocery shopping trips were motivated by the delight of carrying around a box of animal crackers like a purse and stealing vanilla wafers from the bulk bin. While my mom probably didn’t love carting three kids to the local Safeway, I loved this time with her.
It was this, the time spent with my family, that created my deep love for food. I have always loved shopping for it, looking at recipes, pulling carrots, zucchini, potatoes, strawberries, and cucumbers out of the garden, playing restaurant, combining flavors, and sitting down on our stone patio to eat together during hot summer nights.
Of course, not to be forgotten, I love(d) eating the food too. For me, food is deeply tied to my memories. Food is something that invigorates every single one of our senses, something that I think makes it so special.
I loved the way oranges tasted in the middle of a soccer…