Isaiah 1:18

Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be white as snow, though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

I thought this was a cooking blog.

Well, it is and it isn't, but yes, it is. Now I'm confused. I think that I need another cup of coffee. Go get yours too. This time we will meet in front of my fireplace in the den. There is nothing better than a warm cozy fire, a fresh cup of hot coffee and a friend, new or old, on a cold winter morning. Be right back...

Ah, again, a perfect cup of coffee to get our day started off right. Well, there has been a question as to what my blog is about. Are we cooking or not?? Today we are going to discuss the purpose of this blog and why I started it.

First, the title, "The Cook in my Kitchen" and why I chose it. This title relates directly to me and to you as well. I am the cook in my kitchen. I love to cook all types of food. I love to read cooking blogs and will share some of my favorites as we go along, feel free to share yours as well. I also read cook books. While reading some blogs, I found that I was normal, I was a little worried that I read all of these cookbooks. I am now relieved. But, I do like to do more than cook...

This blog will also include things that I want to learn about and some things that I already like to do. We will get to do fun and entertaining things but we will also be challenged with some of the harder things. We are going to memorize Bible verses together. We are going to have a summer reading program. We already have a "reading the Bible in one year" program in action. We will have household tips; we will have money saving tips. We will cook together, laugh together, learn together and cry together. We will even learn how to blog together. This will be fun for all of us.

The reason that I started this blog was because I love to share and receive ideas. I also grew up watching Debbie Reynolds and Doris Day movies. The lady of the house always had a friend that she had coffee with. They met in the kitchen or at the white picket fence. Well, I always wanted a white picket fence. That is not practical for us at this point as my friends are scattered all over the states. This blog was born out of a need of fellowship with these same friends and to make new friends to share with. Please count yourself among my friends and get another cup of coffee...I am. Let me help you make this your blog. Come and visit with me. Make comments including suggestions as to what you would like more of. Give me insight as to who you are.

Until we meet again, this sounds like a plan.


  1. Linda, I loved your comments about Doris Day and friends. That reminded me of my childhood. My mother nad many friends. She would often haavae ladies over for the day or we would spend the day at their house (riding the bus). They would talk, cook, share. It is a sweet memory for me. She had a couple of dear ladies who would iron for us. They were African-Amer. and Mother would fix their favorite lunches for them and then eat lunch with them. This was the early 50's Others frowned on this action but I am really proud of my Mother. She was ahead of her time. She knew that we are all God's children and color is not important. Sylvia

  2. Hi Sylvia! Your story reminds me of growing up when my Mom would order Avon. Do you remember the Avon lady coming to your home and sitting with your mom? My mother would make fresh coffee and sit with her in the living room and look at all of the new samples. We would sit at their feet and watch them put on the makeup and smell the fragrances. It's such a shame that visiting is not like it used to be.