Every year, for the last 8 years, I travel to Vancouver Island for two weeks in the summer months to spend time with my second family. Two weeks filled with peace, love, laughs, story-telling, full-on silliness, sun, long, walks, beach rejuvenation and food.
Cooking for my loved ones has always been a such gift. It never tires me, no matter the amount of time I spend prepping, chopping, mixing, sizzling, searing, baking, etc.
It’s not work, it’s play. Whether it be meals I’ve cooked a thousand times before, or experimental, fusion cuisine, it’s always received with so much love. If it is work, then it truly is a labour of love.
Breaking bread together with those nearest and dearest to my heart always brings me such joy.
Now that I have returned from this year’s trip, I’ve decided that I will start documenting my food adventures. I only wish I would’ve started the food diary on this last trip, noting the meals, the real-time reviews, the stories, the real-time silliness.
For now, here are some pictures to get your mouth watering…
That’s it for now. Just a little tease. Next time I’ll include full recipes and back stories. :)
Until next time, take pleasure in the little things…the precious moments, time with those near and dear to your heart, and, of course…all of life’s delicious adventures.