In my mid twenties, I loved to cook. I hosted big dinner parties often and friends were always over for a meal. Then, I married and had children and cooking became my most loathed chore. A trip to the open market was once a favorite activity, now I dread grocery shopping. My girls and I actually play a game to see if we can be in and out of Whole Foods in under 15 minutes.
I don’t need Freud to understand my change of heart—too many years of making chicken fingers and having to provide a meal, even when exhausted and uninspired, killed my joy of cooking. But I am determined to reclaim a bit of the pleasure I once experienced preparing food.
I’m inspired by this very funny Q&A with cookbook editor Judith Jones in today’s The Wall Street Journal and I’m hoping that Jones’ new book “Love Me, Feed Me: Sharing With Your Dog the Everyday Good Food You Cook and Enjoy” will help me find my way back to the kitchen.