“There are moments that the words don’t reach
There is a grace too powerful to name
We push away what we can never understand
We push away the unimaginable”
-It’s Quiet Uptown, Hamilton, Lin-Manuel Miranda
Following the last post was difficult for me. I re-read and re-read the amazing words people had written about Mom’s lifetime of incredible work. It left me in awe. It left me angry. It left me heart-broken. It left me searching.
I finally found some inspiration in, of all places, the grocery store. A place that I could not even enter a few months ago with out a panic attack (read Grocery Store Dilemma). As I walked the aisles by myself I thought back on the last few weeks. What has changed? What will never be the same? Although, my whole world has been turned upside down it all still continues to spin.
As I was having my grocery store meditation I spotted something that I knew I had to cook and write about. A beautiful corned beef roast. Not, something I had ever made before. But, something that immediately flooded me with memories. Any time we saw a corned beef hash on a menu Mom and I were both drawn to it. We had a system. One of us would order the corned beef hash and one would order something sweeter like pancakes (breakfast dessert is a totally legit thing). We would share, what a great team we were.
Here is the Pin, check it out. It was very yummy.
Click on the image for the full recipe.
Here is my version in photos:
I used plain yogurt in place of heavy cream
Yummy Goodness on a Plate
The last time we did this was in New York, 2 months before she passed. Brother Rob, Mom, and I had the trip of a life time. Seriously, we saw 6 life altering shows in 4 days, we got hugs and shared laughs with some of the best people in the world (xoxo Boy Blake and Kimmie), we ate what and when we wanted (midnight street food included), we wandered streets and markets, we avoided getting kicked out of our hotel room (long story, best told in person), we lived and loved in every moment. I wish I could still feel Mom’s hugs and hear her laugh. But, I can feel the love oozing out of every one of these pictures. Can you feel it too?
You are the light of the world…and I’m gonna let it shine.