I love food.
A little too much.
Maybe even 'a lot' too much.
I saw on Pinterest a quote.
"You are not a dog, don't reward yourself with food."
I should stop that.
But I didn't see anything about comforting yourself with food.
Only humans so that, right?
Well, I missed my Mom, so I made something that reminds me of her.
She made me my favorite soup when I came home from the hospital after having her first grandchild.
I wasn't so sure if I wanted anyone staying with me when I just had a baby, (learning it all, feeling not so hot, and looking worse than that.) but I'm forever grateful that she came for a week. She did so much to help, was encouraging, and we connected on a new level.
It was only 7 weeks later that she died.
When I think of that, I can't help but see her in my tiny kitchen ready to serve me.
Peas and Dumpling Soup.
Heaven in a bowl.
If you don't know what slippery dumplings are, you are missing out.
I was short on time, so I cheated with Annie's frozen dumplings.
Of course, homemade is way better, but Annie's is a decent substitution.
(It might be the only substitution. I've never seen any other flat dumplings in stores.)
I cooked the ham bone all day in the crock pot (on low), added a bag of frozen peas, S&P, then got the soup hot again (on high). After an hour, I added the frozen dumplings. I break them up spoon size for soup, and drop them in one at a time. I used half the box.
And that is it.
Ham, peas, and dumplings.
And I thought about my Mom.
With just Maggie and I eating together, it was quiet.
I pretended Mom was hanging out with us, enjoying a bowl too.