I just came off of being under the weather, and realized the value of having others around, and how I wish to reproduce "memories". This occured to me as I fixed breakfast. I was going to taste a sliced pear which I'd admired from a fruit cup I was making, and realized I didn't really need to eat it.
What I wanted was to savour the familiar taste of the sugary syrop and soft sweet off-white pear, which I'd had on travels, and as a child.
Maybe food triggers the associations of pleasant memories
I wonder what's traditional around this time of the year for others? Some may "cook", but others just celebrate a longer weekend, or time with family.