As Time Trickles Slow: SIMPLE PLEASURES
- Cooking is like love. It should be entered into with abandon or not at all.
Ever since I cooked the Clafouti and went to Borders for a cookbook a few days after the ordeal of cooking literally from scratch, I’ve literally fallen in love with cooking, instead of going the easy way and buying things off the shelf. It’s wonder what a person’s drive, time, ingredients, the right tools in the kitchen and one’s hands can do. Doing things by scratch makes one feel very accomplished, plus, it beats eating instant foods from the convienience store. The smells that rise up from the oven, the feeling of exaustion akin to pulling several loads of bricks and the anticipation of tasting the goodies that arrive soon after. It’s simply wonderful. After all, even salad dressings prepared by yourself is a lively addition compared to those from a bottle. Now I can eat salad without worrying about olives or small cubes of cheese! My repetoire so far: Berry lemon clafouti, custard, egg custard tarts, gnocchi with blue cheese sauce, vinaigrette dressing, not to mention how to seperate the egg yolk from the white 🙂 Next up, Chinese mango pudding or watermelon jewels. It’s moments like these that regress me into a curious, eager child who’s quite interested in ways to creatively create mess with a valid excuse, hoping with pry away the glory of setting off the smoke alarm from a certain twin sister who has done it several times whilst frying up the humble breakfast rashers.