Its been a little while since I served my last place of fresh, textured word noodles over here. Let me tell what I've been doing since.
I fell hard and fast for this blog, and all of my feelings rushed out too. Over the past year, I've been processing and unpacking a lot of complicated things. Some I felt comfortable sharing pubicly, others I kept to myelf or shared with people close to me. At times, this blog and other creative outlets have been wonderful places to process and share, or release and create. I'm so grateful to have found so many wonderful outlets and practices - I feel like whenver my creativity hits, I can be surrounded by any medium I need to play at anytime.
now, pasta. what does this have to do with it? did you stop eating it?
absolutely not. No way. I can't stop eating pasta, I eat it like I breath air.
After the holidays, I took a emotional tumble and nosedive. I sort of over exerted myself in the kitchen, over indulged, and needed to self isolate after the covid christmas nightmare of 2020. Holidays were a hard time for me. I'm working that out. I stopped writing, I stopped creating.
Winter was long for me, as it was for most this year. but through that, vaccines came, and soon tulips and daffodils followed. Spring time is energizing for me. When the flowers show up, I feel lthe transformation to being surrounded by beauty and art and my mind shifts to thinking in colors and textures. From there, I felt myself become inspired to create food again, to dress in ways that feel delightful, and to share and connect.
For easter, I made a big ball of pasta dough and shared the process of cutting the pasta with my uncle. That meal was so lovely - being together aound a table again as a family.
This past week, I felt inspired to make my first attempt at baking home made bread. It wasn't anything special, except that I made it. and I ate it all, every last bit. I had it with butter, toasted as a crostini, and finally as the bread for a caprese sandwich. Perfect. Next time, it will be even better.
I've also been busy making sauces to compliment simple dinners. Cooking to nourish myself is such a grounding activity. Setting the table to make a meal feel special gives me a sense of creativity and culture. I love the dining experience, its like a classic dance or a trip to the symphony.
more to come about that later.
ciao bella,
Linda
