I love the satisfaction that come from preparing a fresh meal.
I don't know when that became something important in my life. But fresh ingredients, interesting recipes, eclectic fare...I honestly enjoy making a great meal even more than going out and ordering a great meal. Maybe because it's something that's come on as a bit of a surprise in my life. I never wanted to learn how to cook. I just decided to do it one day.
And it certainly makes me feel better than stopping for some quick fast food or having a pizza delivered. Not that there isn't a time and a place for those things too.
But a home-cooked meal on a weeknight while I enjoy the Yankee game with my woman? Yeah...I'll take that.
Last night was a tasty Thai beef salad with a delicious brown rice side dish.
For later today, I'm thinking about Chicken Francaise over pasta with a homemade Greek salad. Or something like that. Maybe not the healthiest meal in the world, but ya gotta get yer butter on every once in a while. Right?