Cooking is a thing I enjoy and yet it has lately been reduced to a marathon session to get food prepared and on to the stove to simmer while I went back to the patio for my 2nd glass of wine.
Today I started the meal in the same hurried fashion, stressing out when I realized “I still have to simmer the peppers!! I’m not going to wrap this up in 10 minutes! “.
Then I remembered that THERE WILL BE NO WINE ON THE PATIO. And I took a breath and relaxed and simmered the goddam peppers.
And I enjoyed my cooking, snipped parsley from the garden, sautéed my aromatics and gently stuffed my little pepper babies.
It was a liberating feeling to know that I was allowed to slow down and just be in the culinary moment.
I think it’s worth it to stop and simmer our metaphorical peppers.
Here are some things I’m going to try to do:
• Spend time chatting with people at work even if I don’t like them. If you are a coworker and you are reading this I CLEARLY don’t mean you- you’re awesome!
• Pet cats more. My cats. Ok, all cats.
• Discontinue hermit like behavior and reach out to friends for fun sober activities (bingo??)
• Put more thought into daily wardrobe rather than slithering into 1 of 11 identical back t-shirts without bothering to turn light on
• Get up earlier and wash and style ridiculously long hair rather than tossing it up into vaguely Edwardian bun.