Do you remember the Eddie Fisher song from the fifties? Likely not ...
But I was a kid being raised (or not) by mein papa ... and the song has remained with me all these years.
My dad was very imperfect ... he had been raised without a father himself and he really didn't know how to be a good father. But he loved me and I loved him. And the older I get the more I realize that that is really all that is important now.
Anyway ... I have been looking up recipes to use as I feed Peter every week ... and so I am seeking out old sources.
I keep coming across recipes that my dad left me. Some of them are in his handwriting ... and all those feelings of love and regret that he is no longer part of my life well up every time I see that handwriting.
It has nothing to do with whether or not he was a good cook or a good father ... it is all about love ... all about family.
And that is what the Eddie Fisher song was all about too.