Ole, this poem sounded like a love poem. The way I understood it was that because of those winters in your grandma's kitchen, your love for cooking grew. And because you wanted to add more spices in to your cooking you ended up finding the one truly spice of your life. ( your love per se) This was a sweet read.

The only suggestion that I have is to go back and try to keep all the verbs in past tense, specially in the places that are needed. Like in the first stanza, I think those need to be checked.