by Laurie Burrows Grad
After losing Peter, her husband of forty-seven years, Laurie Burrows Grad began blogging about grief, widowhood, and survival. She has published over 130 blogs about grief as a regular contributor to the Huffington Post and Thrive Global. Her website, www.lauriegrad.com, has helped widows all over the globe.
Grad is a cookbook author and television chef by profession, as well as the author of THE JOKE’S OVER, YOU CAN COME BACK NOW: How This Widow Plowed Through Grief and Survived. Ms. Grad also serves on the board of OUR HOUSE Grief Support Center, a Los Angeles grief center.
After my husband of forty-seven years died, I lost my desire to be innovative in the kitchen. I dined out a lot, but just didn’t have the chops (insert cringe at pun here) to cook dinner for myself.
As a food writer who concentrated on healthful cooking, it took quite a while for me to enjoy being creative in my kitchen again. Before my husband, Peter, died, I used to love to visit the Farmers’ Markets and create meals based on what was seasonably available. I missed the impetus to get my creative culinary juices flowing. For about eight months, I drowned my sorrows with chocolate, more chocolate, and popcorn. This was definitely not healthy fare!
I started to enjoy cooking again when I began to entertain. I had to repay people for their kindnesses in treating me to wonderful restaurant dinners. I started with my old standbys, like butterflied roast chicken, rack of lamb, turkey chili, and coq au vin. I bought pieces of salmon and tried to roast them in new ways, especially with cilantro (Peter’s nemesis).
When a widow or widower is entertaining alone, you no longer have a partner to help you in the kitchen. You have to be clever and prepare a lot in advance so that you are not hassled. Braised dishes and stews are the perfect items to prepare since they can be cooked well in advance and frozen.
The first time I set the table for a dinner party, I put out six placemats instead of five. I fell to the floor in a puddle of tears. I picked myself up, dusted myself off, managed to get through the evening, cooked a fantastic and fun dinner, and received tons of kudos from my guests.
Here is my recipe for my chicken agrodolce, which is guaranteed to make you a successful entertainer with ease.
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