I am cooking at home every day, and I am dancing along to music while I do it. I am enjoying cooking because I’m looking forward to sharing it with my mum. I am video-calling her almost every day. I am missing my mum and dad, and in the strangest turn of events, the act of preparing food has brought us together in a time where I needed them the most.
It started with a summery strawberry, spinach and chicken salad. I had already grilled some chicken and had the strawberries and red onion in my fridge, which are about half the ingredients I needed for the dish.
So I called my mum and asked her if she’d made this salad before.
I think I just wanted a reason to talk to her, as it had been about 20 days since I’d had any human contact. And even though we rarely checked in with each other in our regular lives, the coronavirus outbreak had changed something in all of us.