It’s time for a post about food.
I have been married for not even two years but due to circumstances (namely, being the household's primary chef), my cooking skills have advanced by quite a bit. Would it be weird to say that I’d like to thank Instagram for motivating me to keep up with my domestically talented friends?
Not only do I have a number of dishes I can whip up with tasty accuracy in less than an hour of prep, I have also triumphed over one-time creations that fill me with pride. I still can’t get over the strawberry shortcake I baked this past summer. I made it as per the request of my mother, served it at a family BBQ to compliments all around. There were gingerbread and triple chocolate chip cookies a couple Christmases ago. I’ve made fudgesicles from scratch. Apple pie croissants and chocolate chip croissants. Southwestern burrito bowls and taco skillet spaghetti are regular features at home. I make cupcakes galore, beef lasagna and pierogi casserole, butter chicken and haleem.
None of this would be possible without the aid of all the kitchen appliances I’ve acquired in the past couple years. Life in the kitchen is infinitely more reasonable when you have high quality knives & mixing bowls, a stand-mixer, a four quart crockpot, a high power blender, silicone baking sheets and utensils, and fancy tips for piping icing.
The fact that I cook for two greatly helps with grocery shopping and cooking as well. Stuff goes bad less often because it's consumed that much faster.
I actually have a task list for 2017 that includes dishes I want to make, either for the first time or as a 2nd time repeat. That's how much things have changed, from "fuck this shit" to "#goals".
It's no coincidence, then, that I am waaaaay fatter than I used to be haha. I hear that married life does that to a girl.
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