My family wants sweet and sour chicken, black bean baos, stir-fried veggies and fried rice for dinner. Yuh, right.
It’s ninety degrees today. They’ll be lucky if I unwrap the popsicles before I hand them out.
I used to revel in cooking elaborate meals from scratch. Now I have menopausal ADD. Midway through the Sweet and Sour Chicken, I will notice my Vegan Crockpot Cooking book and switch to vegetarian chili. Or, I’ll do a load of laundry and forget that I was supposed to cook dinner altogether.
Pioneer Woman is not menopausal. It couldn’t be any more clear. She and all those other over-achieving bloggers who have made posting pictures —gorgeous pictures–de rigueur with their recipes, are just baffling. IF I made a gorgeous meal, I would not be able to snap a photo before my family stuck a fork into the Four-cheese Porcini Mushroom and Smoked Sausage Fettucine. C’mon.
Are these women really cooking for their families, or are they making beeeauutiful blog food, setting up lights and hiring professional photographers while their families eat Cap’N Crunch with Crunch Berries? … Hey, that sounds good. Maybe I’ll slice a banana on top if the weather cools off.
ADD Moment: Just checked my e-mails. Carolyn is still in Uganda. She says the food is great and that everything is mashed. Mashed beans, mashed nuts, mashed bananas over brown rice. Now that’s the kind of cooking I can get behind. Maybe I’ll mash the popsicles and say it’s sorbet.
And photograph it, too. Maayyyybe,