In a couple days we will say goodbye to 2012 and I am more than OK with that.
The year did not start off well for me, as I lost my mother in mid-January. That loss affected almost everything else that happened during the year, both the good and the bad.
Everyone who knows me, and anyone who knew my mother, knew that she was a phenomenal cook. That's even how she and my dad met. She worked for relatives who owned a successful inn in Martinsville, N.J. and my dad was hired as the chef.
Growing up, food played an important part in our lives.