I found myself cooking for comfort. A few weeks ago, I had a break from (temporary) single parenting when my husband was on the other side of the country for a death in the family.
My kid was out of the house for movie night with new and old friends.
When I had the house to myself, I cooked for comfort. I made a creamy, spice sauce of gochujang, garlic, butter and heavy cream. I added spinach, corn and cheese tortellini. Mixing up all this ingredients made eased my aching heart. Cooking helped me feel better after spending a week of worrying and juggling teaching, writing and taking care of my kid. He just wanted to know what happened to his daddy.
