I know it is cold outside this morning because the radiator in the bathroom is extra hot. And because the first thing I did when I woke up was to check “weather.com” on my phone. My computer screen tells me that today is Friday, and I believe it although it feels like Sunday, the day after a (very small) celebration and the day before a (as yet undefined) new week. Since the sky is cloudy, my sense of time is independent of the sun.
But when I make dinner today (a version of Marcus Samuelson’s BEP) https://www.foodandwine.com/recipes/black-eyed-peas-coconut-milk-and-ethiopian-spices) I will use all my senses. Maybe that’s why I love cooking.
I hope that in 2021 I can cook for friends as well as family. I hope that in 2021 some of my meals will be inside restaurants, carefully prepared and served by other people.
I hope that in 2021 some of my days will begin with a different view, maybe not a view of far away places – I love being at home – but as grateful as I am to be sheltering in place, I miss other places.
This year has gone on for a LONG time. I’ve been undeservedly lucky and I am grateful. Always.
Yes and thank you for sharing yourself with me.
This is beautiful. Thank you for sharing your thoughts!
Thanks for sharing your thoughts and hopes and certainly part of your soul. May you get all you wish and may you travel to all those lovely places that will inspire and fill you with wonder and awe. Happy New Year!
Yes, today feels like Sunday, as will tomorrow.
Dinner with friends sounds wonderful!
Happy 2021 and here’s to getting the vaccine.