Snowflakes at Mistletoe Cottage by Katie Ginger

Author:Katie Ginger
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2019-08-26T17:00:00+00:00

Grandma’s Kitchen

Hi, Penny85. Thanks so much for your question. My inspiration comes from my grandma’s recipe book. My mum has fond memories of her bustling around the kitchen and so do I. Mum doesn’t like cooking quite so much, so the recipe book got passed on to me. I love that it hasn’t changed, only added to over the years. My family aren’t anything special, we’re just normal, but it’s our little piece of history. But I think cooking and baking is about more than just eating. Food should be delicious and nurturing, and I’m not talking about tiny organic salads. I’m talking about food that feeds the soul. Whether you need cheering up from a heartbreak – like me – or you’re celebrating a promotion.

Tomorrow I’m going to cook myself an amazing chicken soup. They say it’s good for the soul, and I could really use it at the moment. I hope it’s good for my heart too. It doesn’t seem to know where it is from one minute to the next. I love being here, back home, especially as it’s Christmas, but I miss London — that’s where I was before. And then there’s this guy. I keep thinking about him, but the whole situation is so complex I don’t know what to think. But never mind, anyway, back to cooking. Whatever you’re making, cooking should be about being with the people you love, or loving the person you are. And sometimes loving yourself means eating homemade chicken soup or something healthy and nutritious, and other times it means eating an entire chocolate cake in one sitting. Cooking and baking is all about love. Plain and simple. So that’s where I get my inspiration from!

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Esme sat back and relaxed, some of her old confidence returning. She hit publish and placed the laptop back on the table, sleepy and tired. Going upstairs to bed seemed like far too much effort so she leaned to one side and curled up on the sofa. She woke in the dark but with the birds outside singing their cheerful songs. Her mouth felt fuzzy and Esme screwed up her face. She needed a glass of water. Braving the cold, she went to the sink and turned on the tap. It did nothing for a moment then the pipes rattled and came to life. She filled the glass and after a quick glance at the stairs went back to the sofa.

After some more sleep, Esme awoke to a bright sunny day. The pale grey sky was tinged with lilac and covered in soft white clouds. The wind blew hard into the trees, pushing their branches to and fro. She went upstairs, showered and changed and gave her teeth a good brush. Pulling her hair back into a ponytail Esme descended the stairs feeling brighter. Remembering Joe’s advice, she decided it was time to get more organised and start treating this like a job. He’d mentioned his ex, Clara, yesterday. And Esme wondered if she’d ever find out what had happened there.

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