“Mum, cook something different? Soup and casseroles are so passé.”
“Because it isn’t what is needed.”
“I’m sure they’d prefer some tappas. Some fried green spanish olives and perhaps beetroot, fetta and sweet potato empanadas with chimichurri.”
“No. Pumpkin soup and chicken casserole like I always do. Not because I always do it but because it is needed.”
“Mum you have no idea!” Jenny stormed off shaking her head.
******
Jenny shook her head with disbelief. Her Mum gone.
“Here darling. Have some warm orange and thyme olives.” Aunt Meredith held out the tray.
“No, I need Mum’s comfort food.”
In response to Charli’s prompt where she asks
May 4, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about comfort food. How can this familiarity influence a story or character? Is it something unusual, like Twinkies from the 1970s? Or is it something from home, from another place or time? Go where the prompt leads.
Respond by May 9, 2017 to be included in the compilation (published May 10). Rules are here. All writers are welcome!
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About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
Reflections and Nightmares- Irene A Waters (writer and memoirist) 
Ah, the wisdom in knowing what is needed. I like how you dug deeper into the need for comfort food. Although I really like tapas, it is more festive.
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Now she not only needs her Mum’s comfort food, she needs her Mum. Too late, too little appreciation. Well told, Irene.
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Thanks Norah. Cooking for those just bereaved must be the ultimate in comfort food and sadly it took her Mum’s death to realise that importance.
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The things we don’t appreciate until it’s too late. A sad little flash, nicely done.
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Thanks Deborah. True we often don’t appreciate things until we no longer have them.
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I’m finally getting here… (only two months behind) –
I like this – I tend to stick with simple comfort foods. I actually didn’t really like cooking and the kitchen much until I just more or less started cooking for just my Hubby. He isn’t a picky eater and likes everything I make. I suppose after a long day at work he’s just happy he doesn’t have to cook too. 🙂
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Comfort food is good. I’m with you that I don’t like cooking but you are lucky to have found a partner that enjoys what you put on the table. Mine didn’t but I guess the upside is that I don’t have to cook.
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