Cooking for me is a hobby, a relaxant, a way to connect to my past, and a way to try to get healthy foods into my family all at the same time. While there are some aspects about cooking that I am better at than others, it is a process that I have come to enjoy. Turning on my music, dancing around my kitchen like Tom Cruise in Risky Business, enjoying music and family while the evening meal comes together, and then explaining the food to the kids and watching them (and sometimes Brian) try to wiggle their way out of trying something I made.
Tonight, was a peaceful time for me as I am still healing from gallbladder surgery. Listening to Clair de Lune on Pandora, and making diner with my great-grandmother’s cast iron skillet. It nice to be back into my regular habits and off all the icky medications that come with surgery.
So, tonight we had spiced Italian sausage and lentil soup, fried deer (harvest by my middle daughter on our farm), roasted new potatoes, and we would have had roast broccoli but I forgot and left it in the oven too long…
I love my collection of cast iron skillets, Dutch ovens, and cook ware that I have had handed down through the generations. I can feel the love and care in each piece, even if I am not as good with fried foods as my forebears were.
We have a new twist on food at our home as well. I am having to learn how to cook for my oldest who is discovering that she needs to eat “Gluten free”. We have known for a while that she carries the genes that predispose her for celiac disease, and for the last several months she has complained that her “belly hurts”. It was a constant complaint. So, enter mom doctor experiment – go gluten free and lo and behold – less migraines and less complaining about her belly.
So, now we are learning gluten free, so tonight that means one batch of gluten free flour fried deer and one batch fixed the regular way with AP flour. I personally liked the gluten free batch better. And, the part about cooking that I don’t like – dishes, tonight that is the girls chore, so all in all a perfect evening.
So, new things mixed with old tonight here on the farm. Now time to listen to the first graders homework, if I can figure out the silly “Common core” stuff that passes for schoolwork these days.