I love to eat.
I dislike cooking.
If I ever come in to money the first thing I will do is hire an in-home chef.
December, 2011 I made a new year’s resolution that I would do better at cooking for my family in 2012. Now to begin with, who am I kidding by making a resolution that prefaces the outcome with “do better”? “Doing better” is nothing more than admitting there’s a problem and refusing to set any measurable goals. Am I right?
Cooking is a huge job. There’s planning (15 min), budgeting(15 min), shopping(1 hour), prepping(30 min), cooking, clearing, cleaning up.
Notice how small the eating time is in comparison to what it takes to put a meal together? No wonder I don’t enjoy. The pay off is too small. (Don’t get me started on what the actual eating does to your figure).
So now that half the year is quickly approaching I thought I’d revisit that resolution. I’ve decided one way to hold myself accountable to cooking for my family is to share one dish on this blog per week. No, I’m not setting out to be the next Rachel Ray or have the newest food blog. This is an accountability thing. Plus I’m hoping to magically fall in love with cooking after this little experiement is done.
Twelve six three months is the goal, every Friday to review one recipe.
However, since part of my parenting duties is to feed five mouths I might as well do it well.