Today's postcard blogger is Maria of Subway Knits and she's talking food. You might not be surprised to hear I spend quite a bit of time chatting to Maria about food.
Next week I will be hosting my final guest blogger, Helen of Curious Handmade. Remember you can find all the blog hop participants by following the hashtag #postcardbloggers2015 and #aninspired2015
Something happened recently that has taken me quite by storm, and stoked a flurry of inspiration and creativity: I have cooked more in the past two weeks than I have in the past 6 months.
This may be an oxymoron, but while I love food and love to eat, I hate cooking. Or rather, I used to hate it. Chalk it up to the change in weather or the help of a new toy, but lately I am really enjoying it - the experimentation, the results, the lessons learned and using what I know about the food I ate before as inspiration.
While I am far from The Aussie's [Maria's husband] cooking levels, thinking about food in general made me realize why I love to eat: I travel through food. When I travel, I am always looking out for something new to try, and places to go that are off the beaten path and really reflect the nature of a place.
This was definitely the case this past summer in Greece. It was The Aussie's first time there, and we really wanted to get a sense of what Greece was like beyond the Acropolis (though going there is pretty much mandatory, especially when you are in Athens!).
Food - and sharing that food with others - is a global unifier, and a way to go off the beaten path, set things aside, relax and just enjoy the moment. It was around the endless cups of Greek coffee, or around the dinner table with my family - with The Aussie trying to coax my yiayia's recipe for her yemistes piperies (stuffed peppers) out of her by using Google Translate on his iPhone - that now serves as inspiring memories for me which I try to recreate at home in my kitchen.
Try to being the operative phrase, as I am still a bit of a novice cook. Often, it is The Aussie who recreates it, though he does ask me for my input on the Greek dishes he ate in Greece. He made pastistada again tonight, which takes me back to the hot summer days on Corfu, where the dish is from.
Now I'm hungry!