I haven’t had time to cook “Quarantine Meals” like half of my friends on Facebook. I’ve been in and out of the office buildings due to Covid-19 work. But tonight, it was calling for rest.
Tonight’s dinner my husband helped me cooked a remembrance meal of my late-mother whom passed away–two years on 03/20. My mom loves corned beef brisket that goes on sale every St.Patrick’s holiday. Since her passing whenever I see corned beef at the meat market; despite being Irish (or not) in any of our bloodline, I’d buy it and cook it the way she has been cooking. We’d all sit around the table for dinner and I fully express it to my kids abt how great a mom she was to me and to all their uncles and aunts. And, how great of a grandma she could’ve of been, had God stalled her time on earth.
The other plate was fish patties made from fresh caught lake crappies and walleyes from the ice fishermen sneaking away on Saturday. Same love story here, using my grandmother’s full recipe; Sou made a delightful meal in remberance of my grandmother as well. Puj’s earthly birthday was 03/08.
I miss them both so much. Grief gets better on paper, I tell ya. The compassion and generosity they leave behind is a story so astronomical and faultless. From recipes of comfort food to bringing families to the tables; I love their legacy and I’m reaping it–All of it, and savoring the momentums. I hope to live long enough to see these moments re-played.
However, I am sharing deeply what is vital right now is that I truly appreciate my husband. He is my best friend, my guide, and my teacher. During high times like this; his words run short, but his actions spark joy and kindness. He is golden to me. Only he can do these things with his heart and not take credit because he knows how valuable I am by his side. I figured I am molded well in this because God sees a true reflective partnership. ❤
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