Happy Friday everyone!
I’ve decided that I’m going to take my favorite links from the Internet series and turn it into a spotlight on short stories and essays I find. I’ll be featuring one or two articles at the end of the week in a new series I like to call Little Reads.

Today’s article is a little comic I found on Catapult’s page. It’s a beautiful story about a young woman who expresses her love and appreciation for people in the only way she knows how; through cooking food.
This story resonated so much with me both as a food person and because my family was never openly hugging or kissing each other. We were reserved people that really only know how to love by feeding each other. If it’s through a beautifully home-cooked meal or at a restaurant, we are always making sure that the ones we love are fed.
It reminds me of this “thing” that we do. When you love someone, you put a little food on their plate. It could be a piece of chicken or even just a pickle, but the simple act of putting some food on a plate is like saying you love them without the words. You want to see them eat and make sure that they are healthy and fed.
Hope you enjoy this literary snack! Have a great weekend!
If you have any short stories or essays you’d like to see featured, reach out to me at simonelikesbooks [at] gmail dot com.
My family is also very reserved! But we bond through food in the sense that we put food on the plate for loved ones, showing that we care for them and recognize their favourite dishes. With my partner, I always make sure I plate his food first before mine as a way of affection.
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You know, I also plate my husband’s food first and wait for him to sit down before we eat. I thought it might be to get his out of the way, but maybe it’s a small way of saying I love him.
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I hadn’t considered how these small acts show affection and love until I read your post. But I feel good when I put food on his plate and he eats it and says he likes it. I like cooking for other people and serving them food; when I’m by myself, I couldn’t care less what I eat.
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Glad you liked it!
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I enjoyed reading this piece. I love how food can be of comfort to us all and how through food whether you’re the one that is providing the meal or receiving the meal.
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