Friday, August 9, 2013

All Trussed Up and Ready to Go

Seems to me that this blog used to be a lot sexier, and I’m not just referring to the wiener jokes.  You already know that I love me a big slab of meat that just lasts and lasts.
            The passion went out of my cooking when the passion went out of my life.  Making food is romantic to me; a lot of love goes into what I make.  It is a very intimate experience, creating something that fills a void and satisfies an insatiable craving. 
            A little of that romance seems to have faded. 
The flame has died down. 
I got lazy—cooking crock pot meals every week, falling back on old favorites—stopped challenging myself.  When my Green Bean Delivery arrives, sometimes I just make a salad and steam some vegetables; I don’t even take the time to look up a recipe.  I don’t even bother mixing up any salad dressing even though I have the ingredients for it and know how to from memory; I just splash a little balsamic over the lettuce and heirloom tomatoes.   

It’s been long enough. 
I think it’s time to bring the passion back into my life.
Time to relight the fire.