Hello, dear readers! It's been more than a year, and I'm finally back on the blog after an unintended break. Life has a way of throwing unexpected challenges, and for me, this past year has been a rollercoaster of emotions, loss, and rediscovery. Balancing my full-time job and family responsibilities kept me incredibly busy, with blogging taking a back seat. In the midst of this whirlwind, I felt really sad when my dad, who was always strong and wise, passed away. It left a big emptiness in my life, and the normal things I used to do every day felt really hard. It was like facing a huge mountain I didn't think I could climb. Grief can change how we see things and what matters most to us. The joy I've always found in food blogging has been a source of comfort in the past, and I'm hopeful that it will continue to provide solace during this challenging time.
As the saying goes, time heals wounds, and with each passing day, I will find strength in the memories of my father and the lessons he imparted—especially those about the importance of savoring life's simple pleasures. So, here I am, dusting off my apron and rekindling the flames on my stove, ready to embrace the therapeutic art of cooking and blogging once again.