Because I have a healthy body, arms, legs and all of these fingers that make mistakes--"Was it three eggs or four? Yep, the garlic is officially burnt."--and it's certainly a big mess, but it ultimately produces a warm meal for my family every time.
Because there are three gorgeous little faces sitting at a table waiting for me. Yes, the hands will soon be spilling food all over the floor, but those cherub faces, they get me every time.
Because I have enough money to actually go to the store and buy almost any ingredient I want (except at Costco. I get into trouble there). There are many people in the world, most people in fact, who simply lack the resources to buy enough food for their families. The last time I saw our cart, brimming with broccoli ready for roasting, organic milk, salted butter and fresh meat without any disease in sight, I almost gasped. What a windfall. What an honor. Then the kids started squawking about who was going to put the bread on theRead More »from Why I'm Thankful for Making Dinner (Even Though It's Every Night)