Ever notice that a pick-me-up could involve something as simple as a food that you used to eat all the time as a kid? I’ve been having a rough morning trying to motivate my sleepy bum into being a bit more productive…and it wasn’t coffee that’s got me going, it’s a bowl of instant fruit and cream oatmeal, (strawberry and blueberry mixed with extra milk so it’s soupy, yum!) that did the trick. Other times it’s a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, only the peanut butter’s spread on an inch thick, and there’s so much grape jelly that it pops out the bottom while I eat it. Or even just a big bowl of Mac and Cheese, the Kraft kind, mixed up so it’s kinda soupy opposed to thick and creamy.
These are the real comfort foods. The kind that no one can ever take away the memories of. The Mac and Cheese thing, for example, no one can ever take back the way my Ma made it, and she only made it that way because, according to her, she just never made it right, but that’s how I like it still to this day. It almost brings me back, just for a few minutes, to when I had grass stained jeans and dirt under my nails from playing outside all day long. Or when I watched a neighborhood girl flip over the handle bars of my bike after she took it from me, or playing Power Rangers and fighting over being the pink one.
It’s fun to remember, isn’t it? What’s your most favorite childhood food that brings the comfort and memories?
Peace, Love and Comfort Food,
<3 Lindsay
