I really enjoy cooking though sometimes it’s weird for me to hear myself saying that. Trust me, I was the kind of girl who until recently couldn’t even get Hamburger Helper to help me. With a single mother who worked like crazy to support my brother and I, I didn’t grow up in a home where magic happened in the kitchen.
Buying prepared food or junk food was the norm. Like when my brother and I were each given $5 …. yep, we did what any 7 and 15 year old would do. We went right to 7-11 and got one cent candies (I love the watermelon ones). Just in case you were wondering – that is 500 candies each. At least we were strategic and resourceful.
Anyhow, I didn’t really have a benchmark to refer to when it came to cooking or even baking for that matter. But something happened when creativity kicked in a few years ago. As a creative person, I was naturally curious about how I might ‘tinker’ with food to make a creation. Kind of like mixing white and two types of blue paint to get that perfect sky kind of blue. I had a vision in my mind, largely based on food I’d already experienced, and I would use creativity to figure out how to make it happen.
I’ve relied on easy recipes (hello, Kraft and Walmart!!) over these years, making simple modifications to suit my tastes. Now I enjoy cooking and especially when I’m doing it for others. I put love and thought into each meal I make and I wait in hopeful anticipation that the people I’m serving will enjoy my creation. I put my ‘canvases’ on the table and silently observe how people observe and experience my ‘art’.
These pictures don’t do my cooking complete justice. What matters is that Brad and I both enjoy what I make. If you’re interested in any of the recipes I’ve used for these, don’t hesitate to ask.