I love cooking. And M.O.S.T. things I cook turn out delicious.
There. I said it. 🙃
When I first started blogging, I shared recipes too. Part of the reason was that I wanted to record my mum’s recipes and make them last forever.
There was just one problem.
I am an intuitive cook.
Measuring ingredients is tedious. Watching the clock is tedious. Stopping midway through cooking to remember exactly how much of something I just threw into the pot? Very tedious.
A dash of this. A splash of that. Taste. Add something else. Taste again.
That’s how I cook.
And that is why I share so few recipes. When I have to measure and document everything, it takes me twice as long to cook and somehow makes the whole thing less fun.
For me, at least!
I’m looking for a solution. Maybe talk-to-text while I cook?
“Adding a dash of this… splash of that… no idea how much that was…” 😂
Watch this space.
Ms A helped me make modaks over the weekend and I showed her one of the little hacks I generally use.
She told me that one day some millennial mum will probably share the same hack for making perfect modak petals one day and she’ll stumble across it.
I told her, “Remember, you saw it here first!”
Here being our kitchen. 😃
But I digress. As always.
Food blogger I am not.
Food hacker? I am. Or at least I try to be.
In my quest to become an awesome cook like my mum, in my motivation to cook my family’s favourite things, and in my desire to feed them healthy, home-cooked meals, I’ve found my own way of cooking.
It needs to be quick. Nutritious. Low effort enough to account for my time and energy levels.
And preferably delicious.
And when they go back for seconds, or I hear the spoon scraping the bottom of the pot, or someone tells me, “It’s perfect” – even when, in my head, it isn’t quite perfect…
That makes it all worthwhile.
