Food memories are so incredibly important to us, I don’t think people realise just how important the gathering and the place and the people around you are, as well as what you’re actually eating.
The simplest cheese and Vegemite sandwich can be memorable if eaten in a garden with bandicoots scampering past, the sun blinking behind the leaves, and the simple knowledge that nothing else is calling on your time for an hour.
Such a lovely post Monique! I love how you thread in the wildlife and nature you have seen in your posts. 😊 I have very fond memories of me and my parents walking to an abandoned house in Portugal (near our own) to pick the figs that grew in the overgrown trees there. Fresh figs are just amazing! ✨️
Oh, you just reminded me of one of my favourite dishes from my childhood. I absolutely loved Hühnerfrikassee (Chicken Fricassee) growing up. Though it was never home-cooked (my parents bought it frozen from the supermarket), I couldn't get enough of it. Last year, I cooked it myself for the first time (the first time eating it since childhood), although veganised as I don't eat meat anymore, and it brought up so many memories. Now, I feel inspired to cook it again sometime soon. SO thank you for that!
What a delightful sounding weekend you had! And I agree, food does taste better outside! Before our peach tree fell in storms I was lucky enough the previous summer to wander up to it, and feel for a ripe one, warm in the sun, it tasted delicious! 🤤
What a wonderful weekend escape. I loved hearing about all of the birds, fruits and verandah meals. Now I'm thinking about how to plan such an adventure here where we live - it sounds magical!
This is truly beautiful, Monique 🥰
Food memories are so incredibly important to us, I don’t think people realise just how important the gathering and the place and the people around you are, as well as what you’re actually eating.
The simplest cheese and Vegemite sandwich can be memorable if eaten in a garden with bandicoots scampering past, the sun blinking behind the leaves, and the simple knowledge that nothing else is calling on your time for an hour.
Thank you for writing this. I love it 🥰🥰
Such a lovely post Monique! I love how you thread in the wildlife and nature you have seen in your posts. 😊 I have very fond memories of me and my parents walking to an abandoned house in Portugal (near our own) to pick the figs that grew in the overgrown trees there. Fresh figs are just amazing! ✨️
Lovely.
Oh, you just reminded me of one of my favourite dishes from my childhood. I absolutely loved Hühnerfrikassee (Chicken Fricassee) growing up. Though it was never home-cooked (my parents bought it frozen from the supermarket), I couldn't get enough of it. Last year, I cooked it myself for the first time (the first time eating it since childhood), although veganised as I don't eat meat anymore, and it brought up so many memories. Now, I feel inspired to cook it again sometime soon. SO thank you for that!
Yes, this is the stuff that makes memories: slow, contented living full of good things. May you enjoy many more!
What a delightful sounding weekend you had! And I agree, food does taste better outside! Before our peach tree fell in storms I was lucky enough the previous summer to wander up to it, and feel for a ripe one, warm in the sun, it tasted delicious! 🤤
What a wonderful weekend escape. I loved hearing about all of the birds, fruits and verandah meals. Now I'm thinking about how to plan such an adventure here where we live - it sounds magical!