My mother was a good cook, and my wife was a good cook. Why should I learn to cook if good food is always prepared and available to me? For more than 80 years all I had to do to be fed like a king was to put my knees under the table and say, “Bring it on!” That is a pretty good arrangement, wouldn’t you say?
When my wife died on April 5, 2016, I knew that I had to make a different arrangement in order to eat well. I no longer had a cook in the house. Could I learn to cook? I decided that I would give it a first-class effort. My problem was that I knew how to cook absolutely nothing more complicated than a scrambled egg.
My next decision was to go to the grocery to purchase five or six meals that are fully prepared, bring them home, cook them in the microwave or oven and rotate them. Cooking food from scratch is above my pay grade. All I have to do is to put each recipe in the microwave or oven for the required amount of time and wait for it to be ready. Then I sit down at the table, say the blessing, and tell myself, “Man, I’m a good cook!”
In addition to putting fully cooked meals in the microwave and oven I have one other blessing. My daughter, who lives only four miles away, is a gourmet cook. Every Sunday night, and occasionally on other occasions, I am invited to put my knees under her table. She even sends me home with delicacies that are adequate for at least two or three additional meals. That is what I call a recipe for happiness.
There are lots of things called recipes, however, that don’t involve food. Since we are at the beginning of a New Year, there was a “Happy New Year Recipe” printed in the May 1964 issue of the Christian Herald. I saved it so that I could share it with others, and this is a good time. I recommend it to you as we enter 2022:
“Take 12 fine, full-grown months. See that they are completely free from all memory of bitterness, rancor, hate and jealousy. Cleanse them of every clinging spite. Kick off all specks of pettiness and littleness. Once they are fresh and clean as when they first came into the storehouse of time, cut into 30 or 31 equal parts. This batch will keep for just one month. Do not attempt to make up the whole batch at one time; for it may spoil. Prepare one day at a time, as follows:
“Into each day put 12 parts of faith, 11 parts of patience, 10 parts of courage, and 9 parts of work (some people omit this ingredient and spoil the rest).
“Add 8 parts of hope, 7 of fidelity, 6 of liberty, 5 of kindness and 4 of rest (Leaving this part out is like leaving oil out of salad – don’t do it).
“Put in three parts of prayer, 2 of meditation, and 1 well-chosen resolution.
“Finish off with about a tablespoon of good spirits, a dash of fun, a sprinkling of play and a heaping cupful of good humor.
“Pour over the whole a liberal amount of love and mix with vim.
“Cook thoroughly in fervent heat, garnish with a few smiles and add a sprig of joy. Then serve with quietness, unselfishness and cheerfulness, and a happy new year is a certainty.”