From the love of cooking to cooking with love

Early this morning we received a phone call from Julius's sister Christina.  After a long battle with cancer, her husband Denis has passed away at the age of 34, survived by two beautiful twin three-year-old girls and his young wife.

For the rest of the day I wanted to do something for them, even though there is really not much I can do with such tragic circumstances.  Then it came to me I should make them soup, chicken soup.

I finally understand why people bring food to the family of the deceased.  As I was shredding the hot pieces of chicken meat, all I could think of was how much harder Denis had fought for his life than my fingers feeling a little burned.

I am not sure how the soup could make things better for anyone, but I did make sure each carrot, leek, onion was cut nicely and the fusilli was cooked through.  I was cooking with love.  And tears.

Go tell someone you love him/her very very much, it is never too much.