I’ve taken an unexpected blogging break due to crazy holidays, the expected stress that comes with having 40 people for Christmas dinner and the hardest news to report that we just found out on Christmas Eve that my Grandma Marge has lung cancer. Nothing quite sucks the life out of you than hearing that horrid word, cancer. We aren’t sure what stage or exactly what kind of lung cancer we are dealing with yet, but we will learn more tomorrow when we visit the oncologist.
What does this have to do with my food blog you might wonder. A lot. Feeding many people with an open kitchen is a virtue and art that I learned from my Grandma Marge. There is no friend or family member that knows Grandma who has not eaten numerous, numerous meals made from her own hands.
But now it’s our turn. For our hands to cook and nourish her. Due to her cancer, she has lost 20 lbs. over the past 5 months or so, and I’m taking it on as my personal task to keep her nourished. As a small way of saying thanks for being my inspiration in not only the kitchen, but in life. She jokes and laughs that I’m “Meals on Wheels” – sure is good to know that cancer can take her health but not her sense of humor.