March 24, 1995
Mar. 23, 2010 7:09 am
Updated: Mar. 23, 2010 6:34 pm
March 24, 1995 is the most special day of my entire life. My daughter was born that day. After a miserable (sorry, babygirl!) pregnancy, including morning sickness that continued through the first few months and into the last trimester, and preeclampsia which put me in the hospital for 3 weeks before her birth, she was finally here. I have been awed by her every since.
She is becoming a foodie. She owns more cookbooks than I do. She has watched, then helped, and now is taking over the kitchen. I am thrilled that she finds a creative outlet there, and is seriously thinking of furthering her interest by attending culinary school when she graduates from high school. She'd be great at it.
Traditionally, in our family, the birthday dinner is always the choice of the celebrant. Her tastes have broadened considerably over the years and it's no longer pizza or tacos. She has requested for this year pork roast served with garlic mashed potatoes and corn on the cob. I found a wonderful recipe on this sight a few months ago for pork glazed with applesauce (it's in my recipe box, check it out)and that is what we'll have. She doesn't want a cake, she's really not a fan. We tried several cookie recipes this past holiday season and she wants those.. not.all of them, but her three favorites. Her friends will be here Friday night and Saturday and she wants the cookies for that party. I'll be spending the better part of Thursday and Friday making cookies for them. The only thing I haven't figured out yet is how to get the candles to stay up on the cookies. I may have to add a bar cookie just for a place to stick the candles!
Great food is a part of most celebrations. In fact, I can't think of a single one that doesn't include a feast. From the day we are born, we learn to celebrate with food. Christenings usually include a party afterward, birthdays, holidays, weddings, anniversaries, even funerals include some type of food. We spend days planning and preparing, hours cooking, and way too much time cleaning up afterward, but every minute shows the people we love how much we care about them, and how important they are to us..My daughter is one of the two most important people in my life, hubby being the other one, and it gives me immense joy to be hosting her 15th birthday party, . We have been blessed with this incredible young woman and that alone is definitely worth celebrating!