Domestically dieting

September 6, 2007

I’m really into cooking right now.

I used to love to cook and would cook dinner exclusively for my family every night until I began my diet. I think my father has an aversion to anything green, and my family doesn’t really know dinner minus a side of mashed potatoes, pasta, rice, and the like, and sometimes I don’t save a starch portion for dinner.

Lots of days, it gets to be near six, and I’d rather have peanut butter smeared on a piece of double fiber bread, or a portion of bagged salad with microwaved, frozen, pre-cooked chicken on top of it. Cooking for one seems like more trouble than it’s worth most days.

But I’ve discovered the joys of a fancy lunch. When no one is here to bother me in the daytime with their presence in the kitchen, and I can cook at my leisure, all spread out on the counter, I’m happy.

I had it in my head as I fell asleep last night that today I wanted to make stuffed peppers. Out of no where. So maybe today, maybe tomorrow. I feel slightly more excited about the making than the eating.

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