Orange Ginger Glazed Carrots – or Sunshine Carrots
This recipe is a special one to my heart. There was not a holiday in my home growing up where Orange Ginger Glazed Carrots weren’t served. Most of the time it was with turkey or ham, but I would have been fine having these along side peanut butter and jelly. We called them Sunshine Carrots, because the flavors and bright and I could always feel the warmth and love my mom or grandmother felt for me when they made them. My kids enjoy them now just as much as I did then, and I hope one day to make it for my grand babies.
Recipes as Heirlooms
My entire life food has been the way I have found acceptance and the way I have expressed my love for people. This is probably why even after having surgery I insist on cooking weekly for the people I love the most the foods that they love. Even if I can’t eat it. But when my children grow and leave the nest I want them to remember the laughter and delicious Orange Ginger Glazed Carrots and the Blueberry Muffins and the acceptance and safety that they felt at home. To me that is why we should be sitting around a dinner table spending time together each night. Even I’m known for camping in front of my computer while I work on a website or design a logo. Make it a priority to take 30 minutes to an hour and sit with your family and connect. Everything else can wait.
Memories in the Kitchen.
My most prized possessions are the handwritten cookbooks that I have from my Grandmother. My favorite recipes are the ones that she used to painstakingly teach me. The first thing I remember cooking on my own was her cheese souffle recipe. Grandma was taking a nap and I decided to surprise her. Man did I make a mess of her kitchen, but I’m so glad to say she was nothing but complimentary of my skill. She didn’t have an egg left in the house… or cheese… or flour. She never said a word of criticism, just love. I thoroughly enjoyed playing with fillet knives and hurting my fingers, which I later on realized were marks of memories and developing cooking standards.
Even before that, I used to assist her in the kitchen sitting on a stool that shook so bad that she called it the precarious stool. We made cookies, cakes, salads, dinner. She taught me little French songs and we would laugh. She was my best friend and our lives revolved around the food we made together. This is what she passed to me, that and the confidence that I was loved beyond measure. That is what cooking and recipes should be to our loved ones. That is what Orange Ginger Glazed Carrots are to me.
What are your best memories in the kitchen? What recipes conjure up the memories of love for you? Leave your comments below – I’d love to hear your stories.