Monday, April 08, 2013

The art of cooking

In my kitchen, I feel like an artist. 

I improve my skills with those things you can't seem to avoid: repetition and practice. I finally get a recipe right the fifth time, add a special ingredient that makes all the difference or chop that kale like a pro. 

I imagine friends coming over for dinner... what I'd make and for who... hosting mini parties, making a house a home for my future family. I imagine what music I'd play with that pizza or what paint color for the wall would go well with that lemonade. 

I'm proud of the final product. The worst are the dishes.