Katie's World of Infinite Vegetables

Some days I think, "Shoot, I bought too many vegetables."  NAH AH. 

It was one of those days. I had gone away for the weekend, and came back to my refrigerator with the overwhelming question: What is for dinner?

When I can successfully answer this question by cooking my own food, I am proud of myself.  I am still new enough at considering myself an adult that these little achievements are like jewels on a bedazzled jacket--each one saying more about me. Before I get carried away: to say I define myself by my cooking would be an overstatement. I just feel in my heart that mastering this basic aspect of caring for myself is a milestone.

Gosh, I haven't even had my main course yet.

What I am eating is corn and red cabbage, sauteed with butter, salt, and pepper. So simple, sweet, and tasty. This is why I am so happy in this moment. I am grateful for corn. I am grateful for cabbage. 

And omg, butter, yes, obviously.

Steamed green beans have been in my life this evening.

I'm also makin' a split pea soup.

When I was a kid, I was not interested in cooking. I just wanted to read, and my parents took care of that. We just set the table sometimes, and helped with the dishes. Gotta give mis padres lots of credit for that. They've done a hell of a lot of dishes too!

Luna keeps jumping on the table to try to sniff at my corn-dish. I say it all the time, "No cats on the table!" but she isn't very good at English yet. Ryan pointed out to me, that she does know her name. Which is SO cute.

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That message was brought to you by the Luna the Cat.  I want to tell you all about my weekend, but that will have to happen tomorrow!  Dinner is just about served.

My relationship with food has never been so good.