As I sit here thinking about what to post, I realize I don’t have any fancy or entertaining stories to share. I rarely do. I don’t have an exciting life. I don’t get to have exciting adventures. I live in the middle of nowhere, a stay-at-home mom to 2 adorable boys who defy every child-proofing method known to mankind. Nothing much happens. No fancy grocery stores nearby. No real places to go. A once quaint nearby city now nationally famous for human-trafficking and drugs.
A boring life doesn’t make the most interesting blog posts. But it allows for excellent time for cooking and experimenting with new recipes. I know that I will probably never achieve a famous blog or score a deal for my own cookbook. I will probably never be able to say that my love for cooking can pay the bills. I am ok with that.
I didn’t start this blog 7 years ago for any purpose other than my desire to keep myself accountable for trying new foods and continuing to cook. My life fell apart 7 years ago and I didn’t feel like I had any purpose or direction. So I started this blog. If you look at the posts over the last 7 years, most suck. There aren’t professional looking pictures. (Most are taken with my iPhone.) There aren’t great stories behind most of the posts. But I’m ok with that. The point of this blog was to give me a purpose to do something, anything. Now as I find myself a teacher-turned-stay-at-home-mom, I find that I feel like something is missing. I love being at home with my boys, but “mom” and “wife” aren’t the only words that should describe me. So I am reinvesting a few hours a week into something I love, cooking and sharing recipes with the world, even if it’s not going to reach more than a few people.
Last night I cooked dinner for my family and my father. He comes down on weekends to share dinners with us. It’s the closest he will let me get to taking care of him. At least I know twice a week he is eating something other than spaghetti. Our dinner is something that most people won’t enjoy the main component of. I made a delicious meal of Liver and Onions, Roasted Broccoli, Lemon Snow Peas, Garlic-Parmesan Mashed Potatoes, and a Meyer Lemon Pound Cake for dessert.
I’m sure I lost you at the “l-word”. But that’s ok. Like I said above, this blog is for me. Not you. I will, however, share with you the best part of my dinner, my new found love for roasted broccoli. I have never roasted broccoli before. I’m not sure why. Roasting vegetables does something magical to them. They transform into another level of deliciousness that you will never achieve by boiling or steaming them. Added bonus is that all the nutrients aren’t poured down the drain with the green water when you put veggies into the oven.