Hand To Mouth

Many of you may remember the post in which I struggled with coming to terms with my grandmother’s terminal illness (and the shockwaves running through my family at the news), eventually finding solace in cooking. Well, tomorrow I’m flying back to Canada again, as it appears my grandmother has only a day or two left, to spend some time with my family and say goodbye. It seems fitting, since I wrote about her cooking at the beginning of her illness, that I should revisit it at the end - as food and cooking were always so integral to who my grandmother was.
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There are certain holes in anyone’s culinary talents — things we weren’t taught, or haven’t had the energy to research … and then there are things we didn’t even know we didn’t know, if you will. Making omelettes is one of those skills I didn’t even realise I didn’t have. I thought I could make perfectly acceptable, passable omelettes, folded and fluffy, until I saw a video on Serious Eats explaining how to make a folded omelette and my eyes were opened. It was a whole new technique to explore — I was excited to try something new. And when I did, I realised I could never return to what I had previously defined as an ‘omelette.’

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Jumpin Jehosephat, there are already seismic shifts going on in this nascent little food diary!  I’ve asked my lovely friend B to join in on the fun, and she has happily accepted.

So here’s a new bio with twice the material. Readers, won’t both of you join me in giving B a righteous welcome? Golf clap.