“You need a name for every stage of your life. Butterflies don’t go by ‘caterpillar’ forever.And they certainly don’t go by ‘pupa’ one second longer than they have to. You, my dear, are no longer a pupa.” — Sasha Martin Copy Share Image
“There are mysteries buried in the recesses of every kitchen – every crumb kicked under the floorboard is a hidden memory. But some kitchens… — Sasha Martin Copy Share
“As I stand there, staring absently at the stirring pot on the wall, I remember Greg’s words all those years ago: No one could… — Sasha Martin Copy Share
“Everything depends on the moment the spice hits the pan: whether it sizzles with mouthwatering fragrance or turns to ash. Once, I thought happiness… — Sasha Martin Copy Share
“I don’t think the homesickness of a perpetual wanderer can ever be quenched.” — Sasha Martin Copy Share
“But I wanted to cook. I needed to cook. Mom had raised me with the implicit understanding that cooking is the answer to all… — Sasha Martin Copy Share
“Most people who have had a rough background will admit there’s something unsettling about finding happiness after difficulty – that even after we unwrap… — Sasha Martin Copy Share
“There are many dreams in a lifetime – dreams that flourish or flounder for reasons much more complex than can be pinned down to… — Sasha Martin Copy Share
“Over the years, the kitchens I grew up in and around continued to draw me in, like a moth to a flame, as though… — Sasha Martin Copy Share
“And like a grieving spouse who sleeps in the shirt of a lost loved one, I thought that by cooking – handling ingredients again,… — Sasha Martin Copy Share
“In those days food was never just sustenance; the very act of cooking knit our disparate lives together.” — Sasha Martin Copy Share
“You need a name for every stage of your life. Butterflies don’t go by ‘caterpillar’ forever.And they certainly don’t go by ‘pupa’ one second… — Sasha Martin Copy Share
