Friday, August 7, 2009
Who Knew I Could Cook? (J&J Part II)
I never enjoyed cooking. There are a million reasons but mostly I think it's because I was told I couldn't do it and I wasn't good at it. But I've been inspired. Now that I am reading Julie & Julia and there is this renewed interest in Julia Child, I am actually getting my hands (and my pots and pans) dirty and trying a few recipes. Amazingly enough, I'm actually pretty good at it. I certainly don't fashion myself a Barefoot Contessa or Martha Stewart but I have been brave enough to try a few of their recipes. It's incredible what you can do when you follow directions, follow your instincts and follow your heart. I'm being serious. After nearly 19 years of being told and agreeing with "no, she can't cook", I am finding myself thinking about it, enjoying it and wanting to share it. For instance, the other night I made a turkey spinach meatloaf (sans the vanilla soy milk mom!) with roasted root vegetables to die for. My daughter and I feasted. It may not seem like much to most, but for me it was a truly triumphant moment! Maybe I can cook. Maybe I just never knew it was in me. Now I am thinking I might be ready to tackle a few of Julia's recipes from Mastering the Art of French Cooking, although after reading Julie Powell's experience with bone marrow, I think I will stay away from steak avec la sauce de moelle de boeuf. Look out, I just might surprise a few and become a foodie yet! Bon Appetit!