Dinner was simple, easy, familiar; a meal I remember from childhood. Tonight we ate "Pepper Steak."
Pepper Steak is a classic American 1950's dish of hamburger patties, tomato sauce, green peppers and, as my Mom did, served with rice and green beans. As I was putting this meal together I was uncertain of a few steps. Nearly two years later I still almost picked up the phone to call my mother. It's strange how, if only for a moment, a meal from my childhood made me feel so grown up and alone.
I am thankful for the moment; the bittersweet memory. I am thankful for the recipe and knowing my way around the kitchen. I am thankful for all the things of me that are "Hers." I pray daily that I give my children as much as my mother gave me.
I'll keep you posted!