one thing i love with going on a short holiday is that it free’s me up from cooking. see, i’ve lots of cookbooks, but i hate the actual cooking. i’m a member of and have been getting newsletters from del monte kitchenomics since the late 90’s. i read food blogs and marvel at the creativity and passion sassylawyer, celiaK and karen describe their dishes and the stories behind them. sometimes i even lull myself into believing i could repeat those dishes, copy-pasting and even printing the recipes. but guess where these print-outs end up? jan draws on the backside of the papers.

i do cook, out of necessity. however, i see it as a chore. a means to an end. something that has to be done to nourish the body. i hate breaking my head over the week’s meal plan (so i gave up and now go carpe diem!). i don’t like the endless peeling and chopping that comes with it. i see the time spent hovering over a simmering pot as wasted time. i hate the smell that clings to my clothes. so more often then not, when i do cook, i almost always make something swift and easy, preferrably something that i can just slide in the oven and forget for the next half-hour.

today, it’s the end of the week and the last time i stood in front of the stove was on monday. so how does our family stay alive? well, thank zeus i married the man i did!

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