I'm currently sitting in my kitchen, the oven is clicking on and off, keeping the interior a nice 350C, the dishes that I just washed are dripping softly into the sink below as they air dry.
I don't spend enough time in here.
I have a love/hate relationship with my kitchen. There are moments when I can't tear myself away from this room and I create strange and different dishes without any trouble. Then there are other times, like lately, where this is the last room I want to spend a minute of my time in.
Where has my passion for food gone? I've been eating crap lately, and in turn my family has been eating crap too. Bruce has stepped it up and over this weekend made some of the most amazing home made falafel balls I've ever had and an amazing pizza from scratch. What have I done? Not a damn thing.
I'm tired I guess. Work is kind of crazy lately, with overtime being offered almost every weekend. Hard to say no to that kind of money, so instead of spending time in my kitchen making treats for my family, I'm sitting in my office, staring at a computer screen for 7.5 hours a day on a Saturday. By the time Sunday comes, I just want to do nothing.
I need to shake out of this. So it's a cookie day for the family.
Making some chocolate raspberry sandwich cookies and now going to make some simple and delish chocolate chip cookies...
I'll let you know how this all turns out, as I become Martha Stewart again...