Small Town Simple

The Simplicity Adventures of a Mother and Daughter

Journey By Cookbooks

Small Town SimpleThis pile of books.  Part educational, part personal, part geographical.  They tell us where we have been, how we have lived, what has survived and how to embrace.  Beautifully illustrated, cookbooks are a journey.  They introduce cultures.  They inspire.  They encourage us to share.

Mine are a range of stories.  As most collection of cookbooks are.  Some I have owned for a long time.  Many have tattered pages or wiped off food splatters or squeezed in notes when I wanted to add my own touch.  Others are more recent additions.  But all take me to a new place, a new way to approach nourishment.

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I don’t recall a stack of cookbooks growing up.  Prior generations cooked by memory.  Many others clipped recipes from newspapers, magazines and off the sides of product boxes.  The recipe box was the go-to vs. the cookbook.  My grandmother’s meals of meatloaf, macaroni and cheese and fried okra did not require a cookbook.  It was simple, basic cooking.

But times have changed.  While my grandmother was never introduced to a tostada or granola or quiche, she did know homemade pies, fried catfish and garden grown black-eyed peas. The beauty of today is we can still enjoy all of these foods and we can travel farther.  We can follow recipes collected from around the world, enjoy the narrative of the cook and allow a new culture to enter our door.

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It is the joy of cooking.  It is the journey provided by the cookbook.

xo, Carolyn

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