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Did i mention that I like to cook? Some may find it a chore, but for me it is therapeutic, challenging and healing. Growing up, my mother often shared her love/hate relationship with cooking. Personal experiences made it an undesirable chore for her. Because of her views, she did not teach me how to cook. For a while, her views shaped my opinions on the subject. My mother would often talk about what a great "scratch" cook my Great-grandmother was. I had the privilege of knowing her until the age of 90. She was kind, beautiful, wise, and resourceful. I heard about her cakes, chocolate pudding, roasts and side dishes, all throughout my childhood. Somehow, my mother didn't embrace this ability. My Aunt Melody, however, was a cook much like my Great-grandmother. I remember her cinnamon toast, baked chicken, Pasta dishes and collard greens to this day! At some point, I decided to embrace cooking and loved it. I was willing to make mistakes and learn from them. I wanted people who tasted my food and feel the same emotions that I did when I tasted my Aunt Melody's cooking.

I was raised by my mother to respect and embrace different cultures-- including food. Food unites people and facilitates community. Whether you eat a little of a lot--an invitation to dinner is an invitation to fellowship and conversation. From my experience, family conflicts have been resolved or temporarily diffused over the dinner table. Negative associations with food, like obesity or anorexia, often involve those seeking comfort or therapy through food or the lack, thereof. In essence. I'm thankful I was able to form my own opinions about something that someone so significant in my life viewed with disdain. This is true for anything else in life. My advise is to form your own opinions. Discover what gives you joy. Embrace mistakes, for in them are growth and progress--and what you do just may bless someone else. What do really like to do? Go for it!