Sunday Cooking

After going to a Greek restaurant yesterday and learning that my favorite dish was only available at dinner, it got me thinking and that is usually not a good thing. Waking early this morning, I decided that I would spend my day on a labor of love, creating this dish from scratch. So armed with a list, I headed to the store and have spent the majority of the day prepping and preparing Moussaka.

Throughout the day I had several thoughts that kept running through my mind. The first was, how really theraputic it was to take such care and to put such time into the preparation of a dish. In today's hectic world, it is a rare occasion that we have the time to set aside to really make a time consuming meal. While many see cooking as something that has to be done, stealing effortless ideas from the likes of Rachel Ray and a host of other talentless hacks, I suppose that is your right. However, cooking is an art, it is a joy there is a moment of zen that you reach and a peace that you find and it is something to be shared and taught. Cooking is more than a labour of love, it is good for the soul. That is just my two cents and I will shut up about it already.

The second thought I had was that well, I have might have mislead some of you by claiming to be domestically disabled and here I am talking about spending all day cooking a fairly difficult ethnic dish. Well, yes and no. I am lazy (shocker). I hate to clean unless I am mad and then you have never seen a toilet shine so bright. I would rather eat bugs than do laundry and I cannot iron to save my life. I own and iron, but not an ironing board and said iron actually sits on a shelf that I cannot reach, on purpose.

You may have heard me talk at length about not cooking. true, I do not often cook. Mostly because my dear husband, puts the "P" in picky eater and is not a fan of vegetables. Truth be told, he rarely will eat anything that I cook, not because it is rubbish, but because he has the palate of a 5 year old who really, really likes hot food. Actually, if you ask him, he will probably tell you his favorite vegetable is a jalapeno. I cringe every time he tells someone that his favorte thing I cook is a grilled cheese sandwich. I am actually a realy good cook, I well versed in a number of ethnic dishes and can throw together some of the most amazing hors d'oeuvres you have ever seen. Want to have a party? Let's do it. It is simply something I do not take the time to do often enough.

So I have decided to institute Sunday cooking, just for me. My own little bit of zen. I am going to dust off my cookbooks and my caphalon and get back in touch with those days when we took the time to prepare a meal even if it means making the time to do so.