As you all know, I’ve been doing massive amounts of self-reflection lately. One of the themes that I’ve been obsessing over is cooking.
On the one hand, I love to cook.
On the other, I went to school so that I wouldn’t end up 50 and working for minimum wage in a roasting hot kitchen.
Today, I realized that what I really love is making people happy. One way I do that is to provide delicious sensations on the palette and a full belly through my physical and creative efforts.
I had let my joy be stolen from me, but now, I’m embracing cooking again in a way that I haven’t in years. To quote the Emperor, I have to say, “Boom, Baby!”
Today I’m making Pakistani Lentil Soup, as I’m broke and I really miss my friend Shazia. If ever you read this, dear friend, know that I miss you and think of you often.
I may pair it with Navajo Fry bread because I like it, but really it’s because I get a kick out of pairing Indian cuisine with Indian cuisine (Native American; I am politically correct, but sometimes my sense of humor is a trifle warped).
I hope you all have tasty meals and joyful experiences ahead of you today. I know I do!