Food and Memories

Certain foods remind me of people and places.

Laughing Cow cheese – Marie in Kuwait
Mangoes – Christie in Egypt
Bulgogi – Chanta in South Korea
Little Star pizza – Brad in San Francisco
Amaretto – Bryan in San Francisco

And pork chops – Dad

When he started dialysis, they told him he needed to eat a lot more protein. A LOT more. I made him protein smoothies with frozen fruit a couple of times a day. Breakfast included two fried or scrambled eggs each day. Meat protein, which they encouraged him to eat, was more difficult. He had such a hard time swallowing. Chicken was nearly impossible to eat. Fish was better. Salmon and cod became go-tos. Scallops were fairly easy to get down, and pure dollops of protein. We tried pork chops one evening, and they were a hit. They weren’t too difficult to swallow, I made them with multiple different sauces, they were a high source of protein, and he found them tasty. And now whenever I see a pork chop, I think of Dad.

I made them tonight. Just one, just for me. In my kitchen in Asheville, not in his in Winston-Salem. And it just wasn’t as good.

6 thoughts on “Food and Memories

  1. It doesn’t feel right to “like” this post, but here we are.

    I hope all the writing helps. One thousand billion jillion hugs, and all the loving energy one can wing across an ocean.

    • The writing is helping. If nothing else, to remind me that even though things feel sad, or bad, or impossible right now, they will change. Feeling all that love coming this way. ❤

  2. Your writing is lovely. Food is love, and you’ve been around the Greeks long enough to know that preparing for others is a gift. Sweet memories for you. Big hugs on the loss of your dad. xoxo

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