Food is one of the greatest forms of art, engaging all of our senses. It's also the universal language of love.​ I think cooking for others is my giving language. Or maybe food is my love language. Whatever the case may be, it is always a delight to share food with others.

 

Food has been at the center of some of my fondest memories! I may not remember what we said in conversation yesterday, but I sure can remember the smell of the tomatoes on the vine at Grandpa's house, or the homemade vegetable soup mom would make, or what each person ordered at a particular restaurant years ago.