Sometimes I crave cooking.
No, I’m not talking about craving food.
Sure, I like to eat. But, for me, I find the process of creating a new dish, something that requires a few steps and some creativity, to be far more fulfilling than actually eating it.
Everything seems to slow down a bit when I’m in the kitchen. There’s something therapeutic about chopping and sauteeing, mixing and stirring.
I love to breath in the aroma of butter browning and listen to the sound of leeks sizzling away in the skillet. Freshly chopped sage serves as aromatherapy like no bottled fragrance can. Working cold butter into flour with my fingertips melts away the stress of the day.
Yes, it’s true that we always need to eat. But, sometimes, I just need to cook. Continue Reading