I haven't been doing great harm - it's just that we've either been out of town, or we've plain old eaten out too much. It seems that once you start doing that, it's a hard habit to break. Every night becomes another night where you just don't feel like cooking. Or I'd not get my grocery list done. Or... well, you see what happens at our house.
Yesterday was cold and rainy. All day long the rain came down. Sometimes it was a good downpour, like in the morning when I went out to my yoga class, and at other time it was more of a gentle but steady mist. We don't see a lot of rainy days here in Southern California, and I love them, as long as I don't have to drive around too much. And I didn't have to go anywhere but yoga yesterday, so it was warm and cozy in the house while I sat at the window working and looking out at the rain coming down and splashing in the street. After awhile, when the rain let up a bit, I took the camera outside and took a few practice shots with my 50 mm lens.
The raindrops clinging to fresh green ficus leaves
My last juicy sweet orange on the tree, washed clean from the rain
Well, the crisp, damp outdoors led to thoughts of baking, so around 3:30 I went downstairs and mixed up some Lemon Blueberry Scones. I patted the dough into a circle and divided it into 12 triangles. Before baking I brushed each triangle with heavy cream and sprinkled it with sanding sugar for sparkle and crunch. Honestly - I fully intended to have a couple of them ourselves, and then send the rest with L to work. He wasn't having it, and they're still sitting down on the counter, waiting for him to get home and snack on them. And I have to admit, I did have another one with my eggs this morning. *sigh* I love to bake. There's something so satisfying about mixing up dough, throwing in some hand grated lemon zest and fresh lemon juice, and a container of fresh blueberries, and baking the whole thing up. It makes me feel capable and safe, and gives me the illusion of a life rich in abundance. Even if the abundance is in the form of scones bursting with blueberries and lemon flavor.
What they lack in beauty was made up in their Blueberry Lemon flavor...
Tonight, the abundance took on the form of homemade Roasted Tomato Basil Soup. It's still on the stove simmering away, waiting for L to get home. We'll have them with smoked mozzarrella paninis. I got the idea on this blog, and I couldn't get it out of my head. It took almost no time at all to do, and it's filled the house with this incredibly rich aroma of oven roasted tomatoes, onions and fresh basil.
I guess my point is how much beauty and enjoyment good cooking can add to a hard day. I can have the hardest day ever, and as soon as my work laptop turns off, or I take a break to go to the kitchen and get started with the dinner prep, I can feel tension leaving. And as the sights and smells starting layering into another delicious meal, I can't help but feel that I'm living the good life.