Did I still cook in the last 3 years? Yes. Most of the time I enjoyed it, but when the depression hit, well ya….
I lost the sense of creativity in the kitchen of cooking with intention. This morning I read a passage in the DailyOM book called “Conscious Cooking.” A few weeks ago, I prepared a simple meal for a friend – pasta with lemon and chili peppers. Here’s the difference – the experience was fulfilling, the meal was delicious and I felt awake in my cooking again.
While I have always been aware that food is medicine for the soul and body, I really lost the awareness of how my mood could affect the meals that I prepared. I knew that when I felt down, cooking most of the time was rudimentary at best.
I really love this passage from Daily OM:
A Zen saying instructs cooks to “see the pot as your own head, and see the water as your life’s blood.”
My intention to cook and desire to create delicious meals has been intense lately. From my newly coined Social Sundays to meals for friend that are ill to entertaining in my home, I am finding a joy in creating food for people.
This week, I entertained twice. The second meal was so much fun to create and yet also so simple. Okay, except when I set the smoke detectors off twice for the first time ever in this house. (It was a regular occurrence in Belmont).
Tuesday meal: edible flowers over room temperature butter on a cute little platter I found at Home Goods, tomatoes with basil, pan-fried steak (the smoke detector culprit), roasted asparagus, and pavlova with strawberries and yogurt whipped cream (forgot to snap a final photo).