my cooking mojo took a break without telling me
Welp, I’m here with a blogger confession. If you’re on the receiving end of this blog you probably think I’m just taking a break and taking it easy, enjoying the holidays or on a yacht with a cool, crisp Zima – but in reality I’ve been cooking…a lot. And failing…a lot. I don’t really attempt anything too crazy, so I’ve been surprised that what I’ve been throwing together has been, well…not great. I refuse to post anything that I don’t absolutely LOVE, hence the unplanned hiatus.
This has happened before – they can’t all be winners – but this has happened with recipe after recipe lately. What the heck dudes and dudettes!? Part of it is because I’m busy, like we all are this time of year so maybe I’m not putting a TON of thought into what I’m making, but I’ll be damned if even simple things are just totally meh.
I mean, here’s me, being like “what the hey?!”
It’s almost like writers block. After it happened a few times, the stress of the fail kind of seeps into your head, and you start planning and over-planning the next recipe – likely making it too complicated and having really high hopes, only to take blog-worthy photos, take a bite and be totally underwhelmed and over-salted.
You guys, I even made a Swedish meatball inspired meatloaf. Dave liked it, but I thought it was kinda bland. No dice.
I also made a chicken + vegetable stew – which was fine. But nothing to write home (or on a blog) about. Also the broth looked a little bit like dirty sweat sock water.
Then there were the damn fajitas. Somehow I over-spiced and over-salted them. I even made what I thought was going to be a clear winner – a roasted pablano, cilantro and lime cream sauce. YOU COULDN’T EVEN TASTE THE PABLANO. And the steak was chewy. *Shakes fist at the sky.*
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve made some good classics lately, like chicken and dumplings, a family classic – mustard bread, and my famous (to me and dave) cheese ball. To prove it, here’s a snap from a fabulous Friendsgiving I had at Jeff + Paul’s house cutting said mustard bread. See, I made something edible!
I know something good will come soon, but I just hate not posting anything at all for such a long period – and not even because I imagine anyone is missing my sass + spice, but because I love writing and putting stuff out there, if only for my own cathartic brain dump.
Maybe now that I’ve confessed I’ve sucked lately, something will come to me. I mean, I even made a mediocre grilled cheese. HOW DOES THAT EVEN HAPPEN. Fingers crossed this bout of failing leaves me soon!
In the meantime, as I wait for that moment of yumminess that has been evading me, I wanted to share that I’ve christmas’d it up at the old homestead which has made me quite jolly, despite the food fails that have plagued me lately. Maybe I’ll make a pine tree needle smoothie with matcha? 😀
Love y’all, hope you hang in there with me!