April 18, 2009

I probably wouldn’t be writing this blog if my father were still alive. Over three years have passed since his death, and I am unable to really extricate any changes to my person which might have taken place otherwise from those which I can definitively trace back to the loss of him.

Mumbai, India 2006

Mumbai, India 2006

My father was an extraordinary man: easy to smile, quick to laugh, a real lover of people. And, without a doubt, a lover of food. My mother taught me to cook without ever intentionally teaching me to cook; my father taught me to be a foodie in the same way. Food was an adventure for him, it was comfort, delight, joy, pleasure. Among the many things I inherited from my dad–I go to sleep thinking about what I’m going to eat when I wake up.

Before my father’s death, I was a pretty solid cook. I had fun trying recipes, especially desserts, and loved cooking for him when I had the chance. But since he died, food has become a much bigger part of my identity–cooking, eating, reading about it, sharing it with others. I want to internalize my mother’s database of recipes, especially my father’s favorites, to learn from the Southern and Indian kitchen goddesses in my life, to become one of them myself. In addition to the hair I’ve grown long, the ears I’ve pierced, and the bindi I wear every day, I know my kitchen prowess would do my father proud.


  1. That’s a beautiful way to keep the memory of your Father with you every day, and I’m sure the memoir will be cherished by your family. I sure enjoyed the excerpt! (although it does make me want pomegranates). My friend lost her Father unexpectedly just over a year ago, and I never realized until then how hard it is to lose a parent before their time. Prayers with you on your journey! I look forward to following along 😀

    Comment by Heidi — August 22, 2009 @ 4:41 pm

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  3. Our dads would have enjoyed hanging out with each other, I think. You know, over dinner.

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