Just a short little blog today, cause you all know I'm like, writing for real! Anyway, I seem to have a problem. What is that problem you ask? I’m turning into Julia Child, well, Julia Child if she couldn’t cook and had absolutely no idea what ingredients compliment each other. Mostly I just drink lots of wine, wear a funny apron and talk with an accent, southern not British.
Seriously though, since I’ve started writing my novel as part of National Novel Writing Month, all I want to do is cook and bake.
Now the baking part, that’s pretty normal, it’s November. This is when the baking begins in earnest. Cookies, breads, candy, truffles, I can’t stand it. I must bake goodies! This cooking thing? I have no idea where that came from because if you know anything at all about me, you know I can’t cook. And don't want to, that's why God made take out.
On Sunday I made dinner, which is pretty normal, if I make dinner it will be on Sunday. Usually it’s something as easy as possible, throw a roast in the crock pot with some onions, carrots and potatoes and life is good. No, this Sunday, I made bbq chicken, which is pretty easy, not a lot of thinking required but as I was throwing the chicken and bbq sauce in the pan I thought, wouldn’t some cheesy scalloped potatoes be wonderful with this?
I looked around the kitchen because I was quite sure that thought didn’t come from me, but no one else was home. I actually went online, found a recipe and made homemade scalloped potatoes. I didn’t know you could make them without that little box that Betty Crocker sells.
Right now it is 7:30 in the morning and I’m thinking about dinner. Mo doesn’t have to work, I bought some spare ribs, I will bbq half for her, she hates most food but if I cover it in bbq sauce or ranch dressing, she will eat it. The rest? I’m thinking a honey garlic sauce………..Now who the hell said that? Who is controlling my brain?
Wait, some of that beautiful basmati rice from the rice cooker, and that carnival squash I bought to decorate the table for fall. I didn't even know that was edible but somehow I found myself googling "weird looking decorative squash" so now I'm going to cook it.
Stop the madness! And if this isn’t enough to let you know I’ve gone over the edge. Saturday I invited some friends over for a girls wine night. Once again, very, very normal for me, however the reason behind the invitation was not. I had some new appetizer recipes I wanted to try.
I'm starting to wonder if this is some weird empty nesting thing. You know, before you give birth you clean, organize and decorate, feather your nest for your new little one. Maybe since I know Mo is in such a hurry to leave home I'm trying to fatten her up to prepare her for the lean times when she leaves home. Or maybe, I've just gone crazy.
Please, send help and something called Chinese five spice? WTH???.