As part of our version of the Happiness Project, we are trying to continue to “learn” – anything we can.
This article was written 2 years ago as I tried to learn to cook (or simply feed my child). I still love the cookbook as a wonderful resource, and I am better at cooking and am still trying, but I have learned that it will never be my strength. Tonight is pizza night.
Ok, so I will never be able to call myself a chef, but I am trying to teach myself to cook. Before my son was born almost 4 years ago, my diet consisted of Wendy’s burgers, ham and cheese sandwiches and the “special occasion dish” of chicken and rice. I honestly had members of my family that expressed concern that my child would starve. They had good reason to worry — I was worried as well. But, my child is thriving, eats more than I do on most days, and we only have chicken and rice about once every 6 months.
I am still working on this cooking thing — it is definitely trial and error, with lots of error. But, I enjoy it and definitely feel a sense of accomplishment when, like last night, my little boy rubs his tummy and says yummm and my husband says, ”this was good” (this is the extent of his praise for food as he would just as soon have cereal as anything but eats my food to set a good example.)
The biggest revelation for me was The Moms’ Guide to Meal Makeovers cookbook. What I needed most before I could even begin to cook, was a makeover of my pantry and refrigerator. I had no idea what was considered healthy, what was deadly, and what was somewhere in between. Everytime I started to cook something, I had about 1 out of the 10 ingredients required (usually the chicken). This book really helped me understand what to put in my cabinets and fridge and now I am ready for anything (well, not really, but I am trying to be positive. ) I still have nights where everything ends up in the trash instead of on the table, but at least I’m trying, right?
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