Sunday stew is more than just lunch in African households — it’s a ritual. A rhythm. A quiet ceremony where onions sizzle, tomatoes boil down, and the whole house starts to smell like safety. But for me, it was also a trigger. The smell took me back to a house I no longer lived in, […]
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Cooking with God may sound cute and Pinterest-y, but for me, it was survival. After years of emotional numbness, spiritual burnout, and deep grief, I couldn’t pray out loud — but I could dice onions. I couldn’t sit through another sermon — but I could knead dough in silence. The kitchen became my quiet altar,
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Biblical inspired meals are more than just trendy faith-girl content — they’re rooted in Scripture, full of meaning, and designed to nourish more than just your body. In the Bible, food was often the setting for miracles, deep conversations, and divine encounters. From manna in the wilderness to grilled fish by the sea, meals were
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Beef bone soup is made for days like this — cold, quiet, and soaked in nostalgia.When the wind carries memories instead of air, and the silence feels heavier than usual.It’s the kind of day that makes you crave a meal that isn’t just hot… but healing. I’ve been thinking about my mom’s beef bone soup.
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If you’d told younger me that I’d one day be writing a recipe for a fruit cake, I would’ve rolled my eyes and offered you literally anything else sweet — a custard tart, a Chomp bar, even stale biscuits before I reached for a slice of fruit cake. Growing up, fruit cake was always there
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Banana bread wasn’t just another recipe; it was a annual cake and candy specialty at my school. The sound of my mom mashing overripe bananas, the scent of chocolate in the air, and my mom giving me the mixing spoon to lick — all were familiar parts of this cherished treat. Those shared moments, enjoying
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