I have a confession to make.
For decades, I thought that the only way to make a cake was from a packaged mix.
By the way my Mother stocked the pantry, I just knew that using a box was the only way.
After all, why would she have bought just so many mixes if it were simple?
As I grew older I learned a hard lesson.
My mother stocked so much stuff in the pantry because she was a hoarder. She was incapable of leaving a grocery store with less than 4 bags of groceries.
Our family of 8 was just a convenient excuse for her compulsion.
I just inventoried my chest freezer, preparing to eat it all before we move at the end of the month.
Realizing that although I don’t store cake mixes like my Mom, I do hoard.
I hoard foods that make my life simpler, like homemade chicken stock-lovingly cooked down to a double density.
Berries-picked at the peak of their season, with joy and friendship nestled into each bag. Memories of the day in the sun and the kids who helped pick incorporated into each pre-measured cobbler amount.
I hoard quality that I have a hard time accessing year round. The harvest season for grass fed beef is a short one, but our 1/4 cow keeps our family happily eating healthy beef year round.
and I hoard for others, to be able to teach classes, create recipes, develop new product.
But for now, I’m going to be creating lots of very interesting recipes while I use up the contents of my pantry.
After all, the world didn’t end,
It is time for new beginnings.
Our family has wanted to simplify our lives for a while.
This move will let us live walking distance from people and places we love.
Allow us to divest a car.
Allow us to use our feet and bicycles for transportation.
We are truly looking forward to the result.
The process of sorting, divesting, packing, unpacking and settling in.
Not so much.