Monday, January 12, 2009

Hey Good Lookin' Watcha Got Cookin'?

I absolutely love to cook. The outcome of my cooking excursions don't always turn out so great, but I love the process. 

Whether it's a recipe I follow line by line measuring like a maniac to create something really tasty, or a random assortment of things I fling from the refrigerator to the stove I love taking an hour (or two, and Rachael Ray you cannot cook your recipes in 30 minutes no matter what you say) to myself. 

I love it like I love to mow the lawn. You spend a bit of time doing something and when you're done you can actually see what you've accomplished. 

So many times our lives are full of doing things that must be done, and more often than not there's no discernible outcome. 

For example, I can take a full Saturday to run errands. I'll go on my daily trip to Walgreens, then it's the weekly stop by the dry cleaners, after that I make the mandatory stop by Stein Mart to see if something is on sale, then it's the grocery store, which as much as I like to cook and eat, I absolutely despise the act of actually purchasing groceries. 

When it's all said and done, I know I have shampoo, clean clothes for work, a new shirt and a fridge full of food, but I don't feel like I've done anything but spend money. 

Cooking, on the other hand, is good for my soul. I pull out every spice, every pan, every utensil making a crazy-assed mess in the kitchen and in the end, if all turns out well, have a good conversation with a lovely man or a group of friends while eating something delightful to all my senses. 

All this leads up to the fact that two weekends ago I made my first cake from scratch. The cake itself was quite yummy. The frosting? Not so much. 

Lesson learned. You cannot substitute Hershey's bars for milk chocolate. Even if your local grocer is out of milk chocolate do not think that a few Hershey's bars will create the same flavor. 

They don't. 

But, if you like Hershey's bars and think you'd like to make a cake that tastes like it's covered with 10 of them. Boy, do I have a recipe for you. 
 

L. 

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