Peace, Joy, and Fries

Let’s be honest for a minute. I’ve forgotten I love to cook. I’ve forgotten my passions. That’s what happens when you get bogged down in emotion and are stuck there. I love to cook. I love to fill others bellies. I love the smells, tastes, and textures of a well formed recipe. The smell of rosemary mixed with cream cheese, cinnamon on a baked apple, curry on an egg with kale.

I have other passions I’ve forgotten about. I want to be a certified yoga instructor but need to get back to a daily practice. I love the stars. I love science. I love the temple.

I haven’t forgotten I love to run. In autumn with the crunch of orange and red leaves under my feet and the smells only autumn can bring. In winter with the biting chill and the silence that comes with snow. In spring, the brilliance of the sun warming my skin. In summer, the heat and the sweat bring challenges and force you to push yourself. All the while, through each season and through each run, a chance to think about life, solve problems, find peace in the moment and joy in reaching new goals. There is peace in running.

I used to find that peace in food – which some might understandably see as unhealthy. But flavor and our sense of smell, they are so easily connected to emotion. I’ve allowed myself to lose that part I enjoy. It is time to find it again.

I also find joy at Fizz n Fryz, LOL! Today was a great day! I was able to close on a house that has been listed for a long time. It was time to celebrate, so as a family we went over to Fizz n Fryz. I think it’s safe to say that’s my new favorite place! Mmmmm cheese sauce…