"Make something that will cheer me up. Something that puts the rest of the world on hold for awhile."
I think that this might be the toughest challenge I've been given.
Food as comfort is a subjective challenge.
What cheers me, may not cheer you. The meal I seek out when I'm broken, disheartened, empty, blue, disillusioned, or even numb probably won't be the same one as you seek. Neither will the meal be the same if I'm happy, joyful, excited, celebratory, or silly.
Maybe the nature of the challenge isn't what I choose, but that I choose to do it at all. That I am making a meal and sharing it with a friend.
Maybe the cooking part is the easy part. Maybe it's the "something that puts the world on hold for awhile" that scares me.
Maybe it's because I only bring half of the challenge to the plate. The other half of the challenge is out of my control.
Are you willing to receive and accept my gifts?
Are you willing to let the rest of the world be on hold?
Are you willing to let me help?
If you aren't, it won't change anything about the meal. It will still look, smell, and taste the same way.
If you are, I think it will mean the difference between feeding the body and feeding the soul.
I am so looking forward to dinner tonight.
I wonder what you would make for your best friend? What would you make for a co-worker? How about if someone was celebratory? What if they needed to feed their soul?
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For my best friend: Chili with all the trimmings, corn bread, a bottle of Roja and fruit for dessert.
For a co-worker: A cold meatloaf sandwich, served with homemade potato salad and baby carrots.
If someone was celebratory: Steak au Poivre, sauteed mushrooms, mashed potatoes made with real cream, fresh green beans prepared with sea salt, and poached pears with sparkling wine for dessert.
To feed the soul: Pulled pork barbecue with cole slaw, potato chips and beer.
Dinner was great.
The company was better.
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