An Honest Resolution: Cooking

Here is a post about the first of my New Years Resolutions, a big one this year was learning to cook.  Up until recently, toast was my signature dish.  Cooking as always been a sore spot for me.  I've never been particularly apt at it and being very messy by nature cooking always seemed to be more work than it's worth.

Not being able to cook made me feel really helpless and clumsy and useless.  It was one of those things, I had accepted I would never be good at.  And as I think about what's next for me I realize I am not going to live with my roommate forever, I won't always have someone there to cook for me.  My body does not perform when it is only fuelled by baby carrots and beef stew from a can.

So one meal a day I cook.  I started off with pasta and moved on to chicken and the most adventurous I've gotten is meatballs.  I have to be intentional with making time to cook.  I always have so much cleaning to do afterwards.  I burn things,  I make things I wouldn't even give to an animal to eat.  But despite the absolute disasters I feel better, more capable and even healthier.

Thinking about cooking used to make me feel awful about myself (as much as I used to joke about it).  Now there are times I even find myself enjoying the process.

It looks like vomit but it is very edible!

This is just chicken breast with Ranch and Dr.Pepper BBQ sauce dumped on it.
Again, horrifying to look at but definitely delicious