I no longer cook to specific recipes. I can’t seem to follow cooking directions for the life of me--unless I am cooking with someone else. I pull up one or two,use them as guidelines and plunge right in.
I’ve made some amazing things this way.
But as things grew desperate last year I discovered a growing distaste for waste. Much of what I have been cooking lately has included redressing leftovers.
Michie, my dear friend who helped me plant my garden, and I have been working on a new project. It started out as a cook book and we are not certain what precisely it will become.
There have been some very awesome discussions, a few almost debates, over this project and it has me very excited. The approach here is the idea that cooking, like sewing, gardening and other activities are part of a self-reliant lifestyle. The idea is that in order to control our own futures, we have to make responsible choices now. Clearly, with the position I’ve been in the last year or so, the ability to take control of my life is incredibly appealing. I’m certain I’m not alone. And there could be a million reasons why an individual would be interested in some of these topics.
When we figure out the direction, I’ll share more. Right now, it’s in its infancy.