I remember talking with a friend several years ago about the many jobs we do as mamas. You know, like maid, chef, chauffeur, accountant, counselor, logistics, transportation, purchasing, nanny, assistant, communication coordinator, nurse. My friend asked me which of the jobs is my favorite. I think she actually asked which one I would do if I could only do one, but same dif. I don't remember which one she said, but I said chef.
Even at the time, it surprised me a little bit that I said I would want to cook. I mean, I agonize over those meal plans every week. It's excruciating. And cleaning up is a drag (I do remember prefacing my chef preference by saying, "as long as I don't have to clean up..." I guess I was planning to have staff for that). The logistics of cooking sometimes seem overwhelming--planning what to cook and making sure all of the ingredients are available (I guess I was planning to have staff for that, too)--but it's true: I love the process of taking separate ingredients,
some most of which don't taste good by themselves, and combining them into something delicious and satisfying. It's magical. And that's probably why baking seemed as necessary as breathing a couple of months ago.
So yes. It's cooking day. You know already that there will be salsa today. The tomatoes are thawing as
we speak I type. The first order of business was to get the machines working.
But then I realized that if I started the bread machine right then, the dough within would need attention when I wasn't around to give it.
Yeah. Cooking day, interrupted by a darn orthodontist appointment. Where's the chauffeur/transportation coordinator/health assistant when I need her? Also, in the absence of all those, where's the logistics person to tell me that today is not the ideal day for a cooking day?
So I got one of the machines working and the other loaded, and then I decided to tell you about it. Blogging used to be my very favorite method of procrastination (but that's a story for another day).
On the agenda today: buns, bacon ranch chicken, salsa, biscuits and gravy, and snickerdoodles. If I'm not completely done by then, I might do muffins, too.
I know you're probably not having a cooking day today. But whatever you're up to, I hope it's as satisfying as my day will be.
See ya later.