“Pressure” is one of those odd words in the English language. Sometimes used to describe physical force exerted, influence, or persuasion, this time of year we tend to think of stressful urgency. After all, isn’t that what cooking around holiday time seems to feel like?
It is so much fun to see how Kristina has surpassed me – by light years – when it comes to cooking. She is creative and instinctive, and possesses the natural ability to invent adventurous (and wonderful!) culinary combinations.
I have always been a sucker for seafood. One of the beauties of traveling is experiencing the freshest local catch – prepared simply, and served steaming hot.
My mother-in-law was not a fan of stew. She told me on several occasions that stew is for people who are “too lazy to make soup”. I (respectfully) disagree with her opinion, and believe that stew is more practical for those days when I don’t have time to cut veggies into dainty little pieces to be gracefully slurped along with copious amounts of broth. Give me something thick and hearty. And sooner, rather than later!
Sometimes it’s a little intimidating to try something new — traveling to a new country, riding motorcycle for the first time, starting a new job, skydiving (still haven’t tried that), exploring a new type of cooking…. It’s all a little unnerving.
Julia Childs once said, “I enjoy cooking with wine, sometimes I even put it in the food…” In reality, it seems like all food is better when cooked with/in wine. Water and broth just don’t cut it. In order to achieve layers of flavour, some form of alcohol needs to be included. That’s just the way it is.
After some weekends (and holidays), it feels like I’ve eaten a bowling ball. You know what I mean??? The “food baby” makes me look about 6 months pregnant, and I have less energy than a dust bunny. That’s when I really need a morale booster, and something healthy to eat.
Inspiration can come from the most unusual places. While on the phone last evening with a fantastic customer service representative, conversation gravitated towards food – no surprise, as it was supper-time. If you’re reading this, Anthony, your suggestion of modified chicken alfredo prompted this amazing dish. Two batches later, I’m still hoping for leftovers!
Liquid sunshine. That’s what this is! When you’re feeling worn out, exhausted, vulnerable to every virus, this is even more therapeutic than a catnap in the sun. And the taste is so amazing that you will make it over and over again – even when it’s not soup season.
I got myself into a situation last week — too much sugar, and not enough food. I’m old enough to know better (!) but when I’m on vacation and enjoying special treats with special people, such things happen.