Piney River - Vail, Colorado
I'm always surprised when I get a message from someone asking me why I haven't written a blog in awhile, telling me they miss it. I guess I am shocked that anyone reads my crazy rants about cooking in the first place, and that they miss them in the second place! I really just use it as an outlet to calm the voices in my head that tend to make me a little crazy sometimes. The last blog I wrote was in August. And I apologize for it being so long ago.
I have a small kitchen. There are closets larger than my kitchen. I guess I'm getting a taste of what living in a big city would be like. There is no counter space. None. I have one counter. It has my dish rack and my toaster oven on it. That's it. So when I do decide to cook, I spend a lot of time trying to figure out where I'm going to put what. Usually I put a cutting board over 1/2 of my sink. And I pretty much do everything right over the stove into whatever pot or pan I'm using. This doesn't make for very organized or thought out cooking. This makes for a mess, and a lot of fuck ups. Hell, some of my meals end up on the floor with me screaming, "Muuuutherrr Fucker, I wish I had a bigger kitchennnnnnn."
So in my spare time, I've been road doggin' with people I love. Traveling to places I've never been. Hearing music I've heard before, and some I've always wanted to hear. Tasting foods I've always wanted to try. Cooking in other kitchens. Being adaptable and resourceful. Growing up a little, but not so much that I lose that kid inside that is willing to say yes to the unknown. Meeting new people. Trying to figure it all out, without figuring it out. Getting a little bit uncomfortable and liking it. Living.
But don't worry, I'm still cooking. I'm still making some kick ass foods too. I've made Boiled Peanut Hummus, tried my hand at Collard Greens, perfected Frittatas, and slaved for hours over some killer Short Ribs. I have also had days where I go back to cooking like a college kid. Easy stuff. Chicken Noodle Soup, Tuna Noodle Casserole, things that consist of opening packages, and adding water. Yes, my food snobdem has been slapped in the face a few times. My food addiction had to take a back seat at times. But I'm still a lover of food. And I still prefer my Tuna Noodle Casserole to be made from scratch, not with that disgusting can of Cream of Mushroom soup I was tortured with as a child. And I will try to get my ass back in gear and start posting some of these recipes. I've got some goodies!
~ Yours Truly,