There will come a
point in time, on some day, where I find myself with a few small solitary
moments to reflect on how I got there, how I’ve realized the goals I have
somehow achieved. And then I will
realize that the only reason I’ve achieved these goals is due to the beautiful
people that have helped me get to that goal point. It will be a small list, maybe one that I can
count on just a few fingers. You, dear
Marilou, will always be on that list.
Maybe I’ll be
walking the stalls of a market, turning pages in a cookbook, chopping
vegetables, or a mound of pastry dough will be staring up at me,
reflectively. And I will pause, and a
tear-tinged half-smile will touch my face, and I will remember what an impact
you’ve had on me, how influential you have been in getting me to this very spot.
I am truly blessed
to have known you, to call you my friend, to hold you as a kindred spirit. There are so, so few people in my sphere to whom
I can go on and on and on about food,
and they will jump in and say “Yes! “ and show the same excitement and zeal I
feel. Most will roll their eyes and
glaze over. But not you. Your enthusiasm is infectious and
inspiring. Always so encouraging, so
willing to step in and help, so happy to
get involved. Taking fieldtrips to restaurants
and food festivals, commiserating over magazine articles, comparing ideas,
tasting, creating, living.
Marilou, you are
one of the most unassumingly talented people I have ever been honored to
know. I would look at and taste what you
had created in amazement. Such beautiful
dishes, so beautifully prepared. And you
would just shrug it off. Meh, it was no
big deal. But it was.
We must always
hold close to us those cherished people who share our passions. You and I cooked together, we read the same
books, ate meals together with gusto, laughed at very silly things, and shared
a small corner of life that revolved around eating, trying new things, and
feeding the people we love. I will miss
you so much. That spot you fill in my
heart will always be yours. Some
beautiful day we will again find ourselves together sharing a meal and
laughing.
Jennifer Grubb
22 February 2013
1 comment:
Marilou was the best cook I've ever known. Just so accomplished. Your tribute was beautiful. Thanks for putting it out there
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