I am thankful for each meal.
I have learnt that no matter how great fruit yoghurt tastes, I can still go one better. I am thankful for my one year old who has taught me that. I know that the burnt bread can never be scraped off and presented as crispy. My husband has helped me figure that one out (more than once). I am thankful for the cities I have lived in because with the changing geography my palate diversified too. I am thankful for my advertising job of 7 years that made re-heated coffee the usual breakfast choice. Without that I would probably not have valued unhurried and elaborate breakfasts. I am thankful for long queues at the supermarket. If it wasn’t for those serpentine lines, I’d never scutinise the ingredients of products in my shopping cart. And never find the motivation to make my own version of some of my favourite things.
I am thankful for each one of you who takes time out to visit (and revisit) this blog. I am really passionate about it and I feel happy and encouraged.
Thank you for reading this blog and sharing it.