My thankful heart...

Today as I was warming up leftover sweet potato nachos {I could not believe I actually had leftovers because those things are a total PARTY IN MY MOUTH!!!!}...where was I?  Oh yes, as I warmed up said leftovers, I got to thinking about how extremely grateful I am for a mom who loved to cook and who showed me the ropes...or atleast in my teenage-years, tried to show me the ropes.  Who insisted not that I clean my plate but that I try new things.  

I do not believe I could survive this gluten-free journey without a love of food...and the adventuresome spirit to try new things.  Too not like all new things.  Too embrace change.  Too venture out of my comfort zone and go on this journey to embrace fruit-infused water and its antioxidantal (pretty sure that's a word) benefits.  

I'm also thankful that I love to cook and actually prefer cooking at home as opposed to eating out.  I like perusing cookbooks and Pinterest looking for fun recipes.  I have a Board on Pinterest called "Adventures with food" where I put those recipes that I want to try.  

Thank you, Mom, for shaping my food-loving heart.  Thanks for making me try new things.  Thanks for having a garden when I was a kid.  I get now just how much hard work that it actually was....but yet, you did that for me and for our family.

Thank you for wanting Bryan and I to try new things.  I think it's made us in to some cool, dare I say, hip foodies.