This declaration does not mean I am great at it- maybe good- maybe sometimes.
The fact of the matter is that cooking is more of an event than a regular occurrence in my life- it is expensive to cook and time consuming- and I have worked nights for the past million years……these are not excuses-this is my reality.
It is kind-o sad…
I remember as a child sitting down to dinner, as a family every night.
Every single night.
What was once the norm now is something of a rarity. For many people.
Happily Aaron and I have been making the time these days.
– cooking is one big experiment- right?- We are doin’ ok.
Baking holds it’s own sacred secrets…..
i know nothing- but again, I try.
I woke this morning to a giant 8 year old asking for biscuits-
we measured and stirred……. we baked…..we ate.
The plan for the day-
take it slow- make the time to
bake (all day!!) with the giant 8 year old.
Cookies. maybe a pie.
I am feeling really ambitious right now.