This past pandemic spring, I experimented with spices and cooking like I never had before. It was delicious and so much fun! I actually lost weight throughout all that cooking and eating, mostly because we were not going to restaurants or enjoying other people’s lovely invitations to eat at their homes. So, I cooked, much of it healthy, but not always.
Then after a few months, my husband had a checkup and discovered he needed to adjust his diet. His menu has since become too bland and too meaty for my tastes. So I adjusted too. I didn’t want to keep cooking because I would was going to be the only one eating some of the dishes. Instead, I decided eat through my freezer, and it’s been quite an adventure. I had a lot of leftovers and ingredients in there from the past few months–sambar, vegetable soup, chili, Thai soup, pesto, vegetable kebab mixture, sweet and sour sauce, and lots of things made with eggplant.
Now, after almost a month, I’m still going strong. The freezer contents seem to be multiplying, though, because it doesn’t really seem like it’s getting emptier.
I wonder what next week will hold. Maybe tomato paste smeared on freezer-burned bread. Not really! I guess I will have to think about cooking again.
P.S. I am trying to breathe deeply throughout this day. If you haven’t already considered all that is at stake today, you might want to review this:
LEST WE FORGET THE HORRORS: A CATALOG OF TRUMP’S WORST CRUELTIES, COLLUSIONS, CORRUPTIONS, AND CRIMES