My Sito (Lebanese for grandmother) passed away in her sleep last night. She left behind a legacy of cooking great meals. She showed all of us her love by spending an abundant amount of her time in the kitchen. She would make wonderful meals that sometimes would take days on end to create. She would fret over you once you walked in her door and ask "are you hungry" and "can I get you something?" We never left her home hungry. As a small child and throughout my childhood I would often watch her in the kitchen and ask her what she was doing. She would often explain to me what she was doing, and would let me watch her cook up a storm. While the guys would watch football on the television I was in the kitchen with her. She taught me how to make many Lebanese dishes, and other dishes too. I am glad I can recreate the wonderful smells of my childhood. Thank you Sito. Rest in peace.
No comments:
Post a Comment