The belief
Cooking is love. If loving is living, and cooking is life, then cooking is love. You bring the family together with food: a snack, a cookie, something sweet. People grab a plate, sit at the table, and talk.
Where it comes from
I said it into a voice memo in 2022, in Spanish, and I’d said a version of it in English two years earlier: that cooking is a sort of love, and it gives you time to meditate, to appreciate what you have, and to plan the day.
How it shows up for me
I cook almost every day. It’s where I think, and it’s how I show care without having to find the right words.
The funny part is that I didn’t start cooking for love. And the food only does its job if people aren’t on their phones at the table, which in my house is its own battle.