I Like to Cook
I Like to Cook. I have to keep repeating this sometimes. See, lately it's hard for me to suddenly be in some traditional gender roles I did not intend for myself. Glenn is a more involved parent than many men I know, but still I'm at home more and he's at work more. He brings home the bacon, and I fry it up in a pan.
I'm hungry. I'm always hungry, but while nursing I'm extra hungry. Glenn works until 6ish and I do not want to wait for him to putter around looking at what food I've bought (while I shopped because I'm the one who had the ability to make the time to do the shopping) in order to make something that he'll be done with two hours later. It's too dangerous; I might eat the baby. So I do almost all of our cooking. (Glenn *is* a good cook, I should point out.)
I'm not comfortable with this weird stereotypical situation, and we may do something about it. However, at the moment it is convenient. And if I wouldn't fight it, it would be fine. See, I really enjoy cooking. I like inventing things, I like trying new recipes and foods, I like creating. I read Bon Appetit front to back, I make comments on Epicurious. I have an organic farm share and I often buy carefully chosen local meat. I make travel plans around food and restaurants I want to try and markets I want to visit. So, I should be content with cooking. Oh well. I suppose I wouldn't be me if I wasn't always at odds with myself.
Anyway, one of the yummiest salads I made this summer had lettuce, ricotta salata, plums, and fresh figs in it. I put some Trader Joe's dressing I rather like on it instead of making my own. It is Champagne Pear Gorgonzola (my TJs sells it in the produce section).
Tonight I had a fairly plain salad as the mix of greens from the farm this week deserved attention on their own. Also tonight I made some really cute little chicken pot pies from a recipe in Bon Appetit. They were a decadent decision for someone watching her slowly thinning waistline. They'd be amazing served after coming in from snow shoveling or in a cabin after cross-country skiing. They involved cream fraiche and bacon. What's not to love?
And of course I had some extra puff pastry I just had to use to be resourceful, right? Mmm, jam turnovers...
Ahhh. I like to cook, but I love to eat.
Labels: food
posted by bethany @ 8:36 PM
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4 Comments:
Yummy yum yum yum! Those both look (and sound) so delicious. Nice job! I wish, wish, WISH I could cook, but I can't. I sort of started to figure it out during/after college, but then I met Hugh and he's a good cook and also tends to take over in the kitchen. I bowed out, and now my specialty is pasta with store-bought sauce! I'm also good at buttering bread.
I do love to EAT good food, though!
As for the stereotypical roles, Hugh and I have both worked at once, had him working and me not and (as the situation is now) had me working and him not. There's good & bad about every arrangement (as long as nobody's telling you "here's your role," which was the deal for Hugh's mom for many years -- luckily she rebelled mightily!). For me the tricky thing is that I can't stay in one job, or one non-working situation, for too long without going stir crazy.)
Geez. I talk too much!
I'm going to dream of chicken pot pie...
west coast bethany : )
A waist is a terrible thing to mind. According to weight watchers and most everything else I've read, you should never be hungry on a diet.
Hells Bells, Beth, those are nice pies. And I can see why you resist the homemaker role. The women I work with hire daycare 3 months after giving birth because they love being managers & it's too easy for women to lose their place over a resume gap. Whatever you do, you are too talented for all your content to end up in the uh... sewer.
Then you guys can take turns being French: shop on the way home & throw it on the fire.
— Shan
Ain't no gender role about it down here (mmmm, gender rolllll...gaghh)! I love cooking! We switch cooking duties depending on who's more exhausted. We surprise ourselves with goodies every night - I must admit, though, because Heather is from LA. she has a spicier variety than I! BUT, nuttin' like a fine Yankee Pot Roast every now and again either, right?
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