Intro to Terrible Cook
I grew up on Manwich, Spam, and Hamburger Helper.
When I got old enough to make stuff on my own, I cooked to make my dad happy, so that meant lots of Southern-friend whatever with a heaping side of gravy. Then I moved to San Diego, where I learned new and exciting spices, passionate and contradictory flavors with lots of cilantro and limon. As much as I loved it, though, it still wasn't what I was looking for. I still wasn't cooking for myself.
If I could discover a staple of recipes that I could cook easily and comfortably without the worry of "am I spending all this time and effort on something I'm not even going to want to eat," what would I want it to be? Vegetarian. Healthy, rich, flavorful vegetarian that feels like a treat to prepare and eat. And that would be to please me and my precious little tiny taste buds alone, with no one else in mind.
Of course, if you'd like to join me, you're always welcome!
That being said, I can't even boil water these days. In the last year I've mainly made lots of salads, hot sandwiches and simple pasta-with-veggies dishes. With nothing more than my trusty steed (counter-top hotplate) (yes, seriously) and my Lariat of Truth (Moosewood Cookbook), I will venture into the wild unknown of vegetarian cooking. Think "Lost" without the weird smoke monster or plot twists. But this is still going to be some trip.
So the goal is this: find and cook at least 1 vegetarian dish per month. That's reasonable. I can muster the time and energy (after each pay check) to try one new veggie dish just for little ol' me.
*sigh*
What bliss.
Wish me luck! This could turn out to be "Epic Fail" blog. :)
