day eightythree

Let's talk about pizza ! Yep PIZZA :) This would be one of those things that I thought I'd be better off saying bye to. OH SO WRONG. Tonight I made a pizza *giggle* with flatbread, 0 sugar pasta sauce (roasted garlic), turkey pepperoni, and light shredded cheese. I'm really chuffed with myself.

I think for alot of people this cooking thing just comes naturally, like the ability to play an instument or speak a foreign language... an aptitude. I figure anybody could absolutely learn to speak French or play the piano but those with an aptitude transcend the learning and make it their own. I have never had an aptitude for cooking. I can make things but there is no joie de vivre on the plate. This journey is bringing me closer to that place. Quite obviously I love to eat but you know how they say: "you never want to know how the sausage is made"? Forget the sausage... I've been happy enough all along to have great food just show up in front of me without being the least bit curious how it got there. I have been served some great food in my life and I've watched great cooks get an enormous amount of pleasure from the exercise.

 Maybe I'm learning what food really is. Maybe I'm seeing it clearly for the first time. For a long time food has been an enemy, a best friend, a consolation, even a punishment. I'm getting to the point where I can divorce those feelings from the act of eating and rediscover the simple pleasure of it .

Yep... that was some pizza :)