Tonight Alan made dinner. I love when he does that. It's very sexy. I also think it's sexy when he vacuums. Or tidies up. Or folds the ever-present pile of laundry on the dryer that everyone has to walk past going in or out of either our back bathroom or back door. I could go on...but I digress.
He sauteed last week's head of bok choy and purple peppers in olive oil with curry and put the whole thing over pasta. It was delicious. And we all gobbled it up and chased it with a few select pieces of Halloween candy.
Sometimes, when life seems too busy to cook dinner, I like to read the "Cooking and Nutrition" chapter of Janet Luhrs' The Simple Living Guide. (I keep this book in the bathroom. Very handy place for such inspirational reading.) Here's a bit of what she says about food and cooking:
"Cooking can be an act of love & delight, or it can be yet another exercise in racing through life on automatic pilot--never stopping for a moment to notice, feel, or taste. Cooking performed as an act of love brings us renewed energy and vigor--cooking performed on auto-pilot is draining."
I wonder if that's how Alan felt about cooking dinner tonight? It's certainly how I felt about knowing HE was cooking dinner tonight! But I'm still inspired by it for cooking tomorrow night. Bring on the Swiss Chard, baby! Tomorrow I cook as an act of love and hope to experience all the delights of chopping, sauteing, and creating something that will nourish my family.
That will make up for my weekend away (during which I indulged in some mini-mart snack stops with good friend, Jen, on our 12 hours in the car together) during which I cooked absolutely nothing while enjoying some good friendship and fresh air. :)
