Monday, February 17, 2014

Food & Nourishment

I've always loved food. Growing up I remember one dish in particular that my Mom made, Swedish meatballs and egg noodles. For some reason that is the one plate of food that I think of when I look back at my childhood.
It seemed like such a comforting dish, and I can't remember exactly why that is. Maybe I was having an especially stressful day in fourth or fifth grade at the time. There was probably some issue with note passing, boys, dodge ball at recess...who knows. But I know that when I walked into the kitchen and smelled the cardamom spice in the sauce mixing with the butter melting over the  noodles, I was okay. Things were going to be alright, at least for the time we sat around the table, talking and feeding ourselves with both the delicious meal and conversations about our day.
This is the power of food. How certain smells, tastes and textures can throw you back into a memory instantly. Just thinking about the those meatballs drenched in a creamy sauce, cascading over the noodles, I'm starting to remember the pale wood of our kitchen table. I can even see the two soft scratch marks where I fell off the chair as a little kid and scraped my two front teeth. I can feel the sunlight filtering through the white curtains in the kitchen window, lighting up the food on the table in the softest way.
To me, food is nourishing in so  many ways. I don't look at it as just a necessity to survive, but as an opportunity to give my body nutrients to thrive, while also feeding experiences and lasting memories. And now I'm rambling, and hungry, and inspired to cook Swedish meatballs for dinner. Maybe a recipe will be born out of inspiration from this post.....stay tuned.

Sunday, February 16, 2014


Here's to the first step...
I've started this first post a dozen times. I've even written a few posts, and then deleted them all because I felt like they weren't a good representation of what I want this blog to be. Although to be fair - I'm not 100% percent sure what I want it to be.
I know of a few bits and pieces for sure...that I want to express my new found love for real, healthy food and great recipes, that's a definite. But the rest I can't put my finger on.
Maybe some crafts, maybe some inspirational quotes, some venting sessions, some research into random things, who knows.
That's why I titled it Living in Multitudes, because there are so many tiny facets that make up "living", to me at least. The one thing I do know, is that I need this creative outlet. I need to write, and I just need to, well...start. So here we go, day one. First awkward intro/post, check. Also, I know blog posts without pictures tend to bore people so I'll leave you with this picture of paradise/Punta Cana. You're welcome.