For those of you who know me, it is no surprise that I LOVE to cook. I love to make trusty old recipes that are predictable in taste and appearance… I love to take magazine recipes and try my hardest to make the finished product look like the photo… I love to try my hand at brand new things that seem difficult… I love to make things that most people would just purchase or buy frozen. Not because I think it’s always better, but because it is truly and inexplicably therapeutic. There is no substitute to coming home from work, getting comfy and heading to the kitchen for my almost nightly routine of washing, chopping, sauteeing and seasoning fresh vegetables while listening to some supremely mellow music. I Love taking fresh ingredients, adding the right amount of seasoning and patience and winding up with a dinner! The only two things better than preparing the meal itself— Eating it with my wonderful husband and…. having leftovers the next night so I can use the time on something else I enjoy. All in all, I genuinely look forward to the time I spend in the kitchen. It helps that I cook for someone who is so grateful and so willing to help with the cleanup!!!
The Barefoot Contessa!!!!
I always keep a bag of Frozen Peas around.. not because they are good to eat but because I often burn myself in the kitchen and frozen veggies make great ice packs!! These injuries happen way too often. Tonight I was chopping an onion and just thinking to myself how dull my knives were getting and I took a healthy chunk out of my finger! Oh well, it’s worth the injury to have a hobby that results in a necessary provision! 🙂