I hate forgetting, because if you forget you're doomed to repeat the mistake or problem or whatever it is that caused you grief or sorrow. Or joy, sometimes you forget how much you really like something until you haven't had it in a long while. Granted, this usually refers to books or food as my friend Miguel mentioned something about an old family recipe.
His mom would make him something Spanish sounding, we'll say burritos since I can't pronounce what the Hell he was saying. She made it once a week, from scratch, which also usually means its very labor intensive. And every week she did this for him and the family and eventually he got sick of it. He'd come home from college and be angry that she made that dish and he'd have a bowl of cereal or something stupid like that. Finally, after college and when his current wife came to visit he had it again. That first bite transported him back to his younger days when he loved it. Now, he orders it before his plane ever lands in Charlotte.
This is what I mean, I feel like we forget things, some that made us happy and some that made us sad. You can't forget these things, because just like those who forget their missteps are doomed to repeat them, those who forget some of the little things that made you happy, that made you you. This all leads into me wanting to let everyone know that soon I will be starting another blog surrounding food and some of the misadventures I've had in cooking and some of the things I've learned.
Quote time!
"A journey of a 1000 miles begins with a single step." Lao-tzu
Pic time!
Which one is me?
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