I didn't panic. I followed a recipe. I made a meal for my family. I didn't ruin it AND....it tasted good! Sounding a little overly dramatic? Nope. Not at all. And not surprising if one really knows me.
One of my goals for this year of 40 was to conquer my fear and trepidation and strong dislike of cooking. After all, if I don't tackle this now I may never and why should I wait until my poor kids are out of the house and I'm just making meals for 2 again? My family deserves better than that, though they never make me feel bad for my lack of kitchen skills.
SO...I put a couple cookbooks on my Christmas wishlist. My sweet mom-in-law got me one of them and this is the one I have started with on my new venture:
Why not just say it like it is right? When I googled cookbooks and found this one I thought, "Finally, someone who wrote a cookbook for me!!"
Over the past few weeks I've read some of the prep/teaching parts and it's a really simple, straightforward, funny style that has not sent me running.
Tonight, I tried my first recipe and also took my first picture EVER of a meal I have made. So this is for posterity and for the record:
I'm not a food photographer either so this doesn't quite do the finished product justice but suffice it to say I was pleased and my family said I could make it again!!
This was one of those "I did it!!!" moments that feels somewhat childlike yet completely satisfying!
One under my belt. Not sure what combination of successes and failures will follow but I'm planning on finding out!
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