Gallivanta of silkannthreades writes:
Life has been a bit complicated lately. Almost, but not quite, as complicated as life for my namesake protagonist, Anne, of It’s In His Kiss by Vickie Lester.
So, like Anne, unable to find answers to many of my worries, puzzles and questions, I resorted to kitchen therapy….yesterday.
“Anne found her comfort zone in her pajamas, sitting in her father’s kitchen watching him make dinner, which on this evening was chopped grapefruit and oranges and mango, pancakes, and sausage.” (pg. 206)
Now, although my Dad is a great cook, being far distant from me, across the Tasman Sea, I, comfortable in my pajamas, had to make my own comfort food… banana, bran and chocolate chip muffins. Not that my Dad would have offered muffins as comfort food. He would have made a substantial roast dinner. But, hey, we do what we can. And, then, I made a feijoa and apple crumble.
I’ve been thinking a lot since SilkAnnThreades posted this, about comfort, where we are comfortable, and for me—that’s the kitchen. Especially if there are pancakes involved, like these: