I'm not a great food photographer. I'm not much of a food blogger. But I am a damn good cook.
My mother says I come from a long line of excellent cooks (which I'm sure is true). Whether that helped me on my way, though, I don't know. I like to think of this particular accomplishment as a matter of, If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything.
P.S. It really helps if you can read a cookbook.
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Day 17: My family.
When Rob and I were first together, I decided that one of the things that mattered to me most in my relationship was being an accomplished cook. It sounds superficial and a little unliberated—"I'm going to be a good cook for my man!"—but feeding the people in my life delicious, made-from-scratch meals means the world to me.
It makes me very happy and proud to know that Rob comes home to a hot, home cooked meal almost every night. And since about four years ago, when I was hugely pregnant and my mother and I collaborated on Thanksgiving dinner, I've discovered feeding a larger group, my extended family, brings me just as much joy. If not more.
Last night Rob asked me what my favorite part of Thanksgiving dinner was. I said, "Planning it," and launched into a speech about how much fun it was to imagine all food: Butternut Squash Lasagna from Yellow Rose Recipes with gluten-free noodles and delicata squash as a substitution; gluten-free mushroom dressing made from homemade bread; two Impossible Vegan Pumpkin Pies, one with gingersnap crust and one without, and a rum sauce to drizzle over the top. Of course, the best part of planning is having the plan work out and showing up at my mother-in-law's house with two (or more) giant casserole dishes overflowing with food.
Westley's birthday is coming up (on Thursday!). We're not having a party, but I kind of wish we were. There will probably be at least two desserts. Cupcakes and ice cream cake for a family of three seems a little excessive; cupcakes and ice cream cake for a roomful of family members feels like a real celebration!
Day 17: My family.
Day 24: Something that means a lot to me.