On the eve of Valentines day here in Australia I am draw back to 28 years ago on this day. I was heavily pregnant, cooking in our little cafe and feeling incredibly blessed. My first love was cooking, I love the creativity and the freedom that cooking provided for me. I loved the feeling when I was in flow and the orders where coming think and fast and it appeared as if everything just worked, that is such an exhilarating feeling. Little did I know the very next day, Valentines Day – I would discover a greater, all encompassing love, I became a mother.I have come to know that life leaves us clues to guide us on our path therefore it makes sense to me that my daughter, my first born, was gifted to me on Valentines day as being a mother is my most valued and cherished role, a role I am truly passionate about.
My children are all adults now and whilst they will always be a huge part of my life, they don’t require the attention or energy that raising children demands. I have space in my life again for me.
Moving forward to today and on the eve of my daughters 28th Birthday, I am returning to my first love. I am stepping tenderly back into the world of commercial cooking. I am enlivened and excited as well as a little nervous. The feeling that something that has been long buried has come back to life and is expanding me and filling my heart with the most contented and grateful feeling.
This time, I bring with me all the experiences I have had over the years, the books I have read, the movies I have watched, the destinations I have visited, the taste sensations I remember so vividly and how those experiences made me feel. Eating is such an emotional experience, it is an occasion to be celebrated and savoured.
In the words of one of my favourite authors, Elizabeth Gilbert “ ‘Attraversiamo “
(meaning Lets cross over in Italian.