Sun Kissed Days
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Food For The Soul
The alley is filled with the fragrant aromas
of sour, sweet and salty.
The smells a silent invitation.
The streets of Bangkok,
filled with mystery,
and magic of the unknown.
A small market, stacked with canned soups,
a quick fix to a tired soul.
His thoughts wander home,
mom dices the potatoes,
hovers and tastes,
recreates a soup his grandmother
made him as a boy.
A world away he thinks of the past,
and the present.
His eyes feast at the colors
of red and green curry to soothe the soul.
dishes mixed with
sweet and spicy,
just the way life should be.
This photo is a part of a prompt of http://magpietales.blogspot.com/ When I saw the photograph I thought of how much my son Josh loves my soup. It's a potato soup that my mom used to make for him when he was a child. Then I thought about today, he is 26 and a grown man. Today he left to Thailand on a medical mission. My thoughts are with him, and I feel so proud of him.
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life def has the layers, like flavors in food...and far from home the mind and the stomach often wanders to the food back home for sure...ReplyDelete
We love new adventures but we always long for that home feel.....Delete
Now I can comment. I do like the asian flavors in your words...definitely more tasty than just "canned" soup.ReplyDelete
And so you should be...a fine son you have raised.
Thank you, Grace. I am so proud.Delete
Wow...you really took me some place else with this!ReplyDelete
Thank you, Mimi :)Delete
I'm sure he'll miss your soup!ReplyDelete
:) Thank you, Karen.Delete
It all sounds very tasty. I'm sure your son will miss all of his favourite foods while he is away.ReplyDelete
You must feel so very proud of him, and rightly so.
A lovely use of the prompt too.
Thank you, Bren. I am proud :)Delete
Truly form to life, sure it is tasty too.ReplyDelete
Food is so connected to home isn't it?ReplyDelete
It is :)Delete
My thoughts with you and your son. So much of my memories of home are through food. Jasmine rice was one of my father's favorites.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Rudri. I smiled that your one of your father's favorites was Jasmine rice :) I know how much you miss him xoDelete
He'll certainly miss your special soup, that I'm sure! But not to worry. There's tom yam, the Thai spicy soup and other varieties to whet his appetite! Great write to the prompt!
Hank, so true..there are many wonderful foods in Thailand ..I just played with the thought that he would miss home. I hope he is having a blast. Thank you :)Delete
Your words are tastier than any tin of soup... :)ReplyDelete
Mmm... sounds like some good soup.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Laurie :)Delete
food can carry lots of memories and warmth...and there are certain dishes that transport me right back to childhood...really can feel this...and you can be so proud of your sonReplyDelete
Thank you, Claudia :) I am so proud of him...Delete
Your beautiful memory of your son and the special soup you and your Mother made is food for my soul....He is on a medical mission....wow....that is such a blessing.....you certainly did feed his soul as well!ReplyDelete
Carrie, your comment is just beautiful, thank you :)Delete
beautiful Ayala...my grandmother made a wonderful potato soup and we watched her as children to learn how as she never wrote recipes down. I know that Josh will do wonderful things...make his matriarchs very proud indeed.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Laura. Funny my mom used to say that she does it but feel and when I wanted an exact recipe she would tell me to watch :)Delete
Always prefer homemade soups for the canned ones...nice.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Janaki :)Delete
'sweet and spicy/ just the way life should be'ReplyDelete
What a perfect ending to a sweet and savory poem. Good one!
Thank you, Mary. Glad you liked it!Delete
Smells and foods provoke amazing memory recall. You've woven the past, present and future together here elegantly. Time and memory are intertwined to paint a whole picture.Such a brave adventure he's undertaking. He'll be in my prayers for sure! I have very dear friends who did mission work in Bangkok 20 years ago - they loved their time there. Were forever changed by it.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Adrienne. Last time he went to the Dominican Republic and he got to do some amazing things. :) Thanks for your kindness.Delete
True soul food, ayala, both soup and poem. I wish your son safe travels :)ReplyDelete
Thank you, dear Talon. I appreciate your good wishes.Delete