i enjoy and love cooking but ironically when it comes to cooking for people, i always get nervous. so boy if you see me in the kitchen preparing food for more than one top, the love has been implicatively declared.
something about cooking is just so peaceful. monotonous and obligatory, sure, but itβs just a little sliver of calmness in my day that reminds me of when i did it with my mom or my dad or my grandmother. i now love to cook for myself but especially for other people
it brings me so much joy to make something tasty for a person i love. i also really love that line from 'the bear' - about how special moments always happen around food; i feel this is true, and i think food itself makes every moment a bit more special.
