Ever since reading "A Handmade Life" (which I could never recommend highly enough) I've had a different attitude towards preparing meals for my family. I was feeling uninspired and sometimes resentful about the task and now I see it as such a priviledge -- something to be cherished and celebrated as I nourish myself, my unborn baby, my children and my hardworking husband. Along with my shift in perspective has come a different attitude from my family, as well. Wee P had gotten into the habit of announcing he wasn't eating whatever it was I'd made before he'd even sat down at the table. Now, as we hold each others hands and say our little blessing together before we eat, there's just a different energy at the table. I prepare the food with a grateful heart (and often with lots of help from my children) and that seems to truly translate into grateful partakers. It's really beautiful. I'd so much rather stir gratitude and love and joy and abundance into my food than resentment!
So, with that in mind, I just had to share a peek at our delicious supper last night...
Fresh caught trout, new potatoes (not from my garden) with lots of fresh dill, asparagus (last of the season?), greens from our garden topped with grilled fresh goat cheese (an idea from another book that I loved, "A Pig in Provence") and homemade bread just out of the oven... and then cinnamon buns for dessert.
Does life get any better?