Friday, May 13, 2011

Welcome to Joyful Delights

My father's beloved plane :-)
Half of my childhood was spent in the jungles of Indonesia.  My parents served as missionaries to the native people there.  My dad spent his days flying airplanes into remote parts of the jungles with food and medical supplies for the needy people.  My mom spent her days supporting this life in many, many, many ways.  It would take a whole book to describe her work, but one of the things I remember most were her cooking endeavors.  She is the best cook I know, and most everything fundamental about food, I learned from her.

I have distinct memories of her helping to butcher various kinds of meat, picking the soft meat out of a freshly cracked coconut, baking bread, making the best granola on the planet... and I could go on for ages.  Watching her accomplish all of these things made me want to have such a great talent myself.  Thanks Mom, for all of the wonderful things you taught me by your willingness and determination.

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