How can love survive in such a graceless age? The trust and self assurance that lead to happiness, they're the very things we kill.
There is something magical about sharing meals.
[Never underestimate] the power of dinner.
Cooking for my family is always a pleasure when I'm able to do it. My favorite thing to make is really whatever my kids ask for on any given day. It's more about being with them and doing something together.
I plant the seeds of love in my heart. I plant the seeds of love in the hearts of others.
Only by restoring the broken connections can we be healed. Connection is health. And what our society does its best to disguise from us is how ordinary, how commonly attainable, health is. We lose our health -- and create profitable diseases and dependencies -- by failing to see the direct connections between living and eating, eating and working, working and loving.
People are like dirt. They can either nourish you and help you grow as a person or they can stunt your growth and make you wilt and die.
Food is kind of the conduit that brings people together.
In such a fast-paced world, gathering people around a table to share a meal allows everything to slow down. I would ask people to sit at least once a week around a table and just enjoy each other's company. Give them the time to talk, laugh, and fill their bellies. It seems like a small thing, but it can bring so much joy to so many people.
The people who I enjoy cooking for the most are my family.
We are innately creative beings capable of writing a love story worth living, and we cannot afford to miss out on the opportunity to experience nourishing relationships.
I enjoy cooking for people I am close to.
If our love for each other really is participatory, then all other human relationships nourish it; it is inclusive, never exclusive.
The sangha is a community where there should be harmony and peace and understanding. That is something created by our daily life together. If love is there in the community, if we've been nourished by the harmony in the community, then we will never move away from love.
I always have this sense of food as triangular, in that one point is nourishment, one point is connection, and one point is pleasure, and I always come at it from the pleasure and connection points, and the nourishment follows.
There are two types of relationships: nourishing and toxic. Do not keep the toxic. What interaction does light have with darkness? None!
