I know that food isn’t love, but sometimes there’s a reason why comfort food is that…comfort food.
I’ve had a lot of friends who’ve been having a hard time lately. Life gets you down, relationships don’t work out and sometimes work is too much. Sometimes life is too much. It’s hard to get out of bed, it’s hard to socialize, sometimes just existing has its issues…and its hard to rise above it.
“The Blues,” Depression, Anxiety, Seasonal Depression…whatever it is, sometimes there are moments where you are physically unable to “think positive,” which is the last thing that someone who is struggling with depression wants to hear.
(I heard it a few times growing up, and although they meant well, it didn’t really help.)
Sometimes I wish there was more you can do for someone.
I am very empathetic…and when I see someone suffering…I feel that pain along with them. When its depression, I know what its like to feel hopeless, I know the fear, the anxiety, the lack of social skills that goes a long with it.
And I wish I could throw a little comfort their way.
Tonight, I made some “comfort” of my own. I know you’re not supposed to eat your problems, but sometimes I home-cooked meal…is a reminder that love and comfort are just around the corner.
A good meal makes you feel safe. A good meal is something nice to share with someone. And even if you don’t want to talk, or share your problems, at least someone is there to lend an ear…if you need it.
So, what did I make?
I’ve never made them with beef before, but I’m very happy how they turned out. I got the recipe from The Pioneer Women, who is one of my favorites on food network. The real recipe calls for cilantro, but Mike doesn’t like it very much, so I left it out.
If you have someone who suffers, lend them an ear if they need it, cook them a meal, or hey – build them a nest.
Everyone wants someplace safe they can go to get away for a while.
And chocolate. Chocolate is nice, too. 😉
Hope everyone has a great night!