100% relate to showing affection through food. My Filipino relatives would ask “aye nako did you eat today?!” but then only to say “aye nako you’re getting fat!” which perhaps still comes from a place of love.
I’m lovin the vibey, cozy jams. I got excited to listen as soon as I saw Remi Wolf 🙂
oh my gosh yesss feeding is loving! my Indian parents do this too, and if you visit an Indian person's house, it's practically an insult to say no to any food offered
This reminds me of going to my Grandma's house. Even if I had just eaten before I got there, she would insist on making me something. It wasn't until years after she passed that I realized it was one of the ways she showed us how much she cared for us, which made me appreciate it that much more.
🥹 Someone's cutting onions over here in that first paragraph. Channeling my Puerto Rican grandma who would never. stop. feeding. us. You've got me curious about the connection between using comfort food now when I'm lonely, and food-as-connection-to-family childhood love.
Also, "Not to mention the joy that radiated from them when they got to the final word and placed their period beside it in victory." ♥️♥️♥️
I love your sentiment on cooking, that its a deep "I love you." When I make something complicated but specific for someone, like a birthday cake or you considered making something dairy/gluten/nut/soy/everything free for someone's dietary needs or preferences, it can be a real toughy. But seeing and feeling the reactions from the person receiving the food is most satisfying and heart warming! Thank you for opening my eyes to that underlying message =) I'll remember this when a family member tries feeding me more food even when I say I'm full <3
Also, love your One Sentence story, my heart is melting 🥰
AND I'm looking forward to listening to your playlist this week as I paint )))
100% relate to showing affection through food. My Filipino relatives would ask “aye nako did you eat today?!” but then only to say “aye nako you’re getting fat!” which perhaps still comes from a place of love.
I’m lovin the vibey, cozy jams. I got excited to listen as soon as I saw Remi Wolf 🙂
Food is definitely love in Jewish culture. Exactly as you described!
oh my gosh yesss feeding is loving! my Indian parents do this too, and if you visit an Indian person's house, it's practically an insult to say no to any food offered
This reminds me of going to my Grandma's house. Even if I had just eaten before I got there, she would insist on making me something. It wasn't until years after she passed that I realized it was one of the ways she showed us how much she cared for us, which made me appreciate it that much more.
Great piece, Sandra!
🥹 Someone's cutting onions over here in that first paragraph. Channeling my Puerto Rican grandma who would never. stop. feeding. us. You've got me curious about the connection between using comfort food now when I'm lonely, and food-as-connection-to-family childhood love.
Also, "Not to mention the joy that radiated from them when they got to the final word and placed their period beside it in victory." ♥️♥️♥️
I thought only Asian moms express their love through cooking! This is fascinating!
I love your sentiment on cooking, that its a deep "I love you." When I make something complicated but specific for someone, like a birthday cake or you considered making something dairy/gluten/nut/soy/everything free for someone's dietary needs or preferences, it can be a real toughy. But seeing and feeling the reactions from the person receiving the food is most satisfying and heart warming! Thank you for opening my eyes to that underlying message =) I'll remember this when a family member tries feeding me more food even when I say I'm full <3
Also, love your One Sentence story, my heart is melting 🥰
AND I'm looking forward to listening to your playlist this week as I paint )))
Can't wait for the next issue!