Saturday, June 23, 2012
Rachel Ray, watch your back
Since starting the road to recovery, I have rediscovered my love of cooking. At one time, I was on the road to becoming a chef. This was one of many things that ED derailed.
When ED had control, I limited myself to cooking a few select things. On my limited menuI can't believe I have missed out on so much. Now if I see a recipe I like, I try it. There is such tasty fun in failure. Recently, I got my hands on some old copies of Bon Appetits.
I lived on the edge by making some Honey-Chipotle Turkey Meatballs. They were awesome. A few years ago, I would not have even attempted it.
This is one reason why recovery is so amazing. I am not limiting myself inside a box but branching out. And since I am cooking more, I don't eat out as much which is saving me money.
A few weeks ago, I became obsessed with making the perfect grill cheese. I used various cheeses to see which made a tasty sandwich. My favorites were pepper jack cheese grill cheese and a cheddar bacon one. Like I said, there is fun in mistakes.
Most days, being able to come home and cook keeps me sane. I know this sounds crazy but some days I pretend I am Rachel Ray doing my own cooking show. It's cheesy but it makes me happy.
I think tomorrow I am making my own twist on chicken Alfredo. I don't have the proper noodles so I am using a penne pasta. I can hardly wait.
1. Covering a magic show. I felt like a little kid watching.
2. Chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast. I tried to do shapes but it didn't work.
3. Rediscovering cooking!
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