The calendar year is rapidly coming to a close, and just in the nick of time I finished up one of my 2017 resolutions: to prepare at least one new recipe from each of my cookbooks.
I’ve loved this resolution, for a few reasons:
- I enjoy cooking but don’t necessarily spend a lot of time doing it. There are so many ways to fill up free time and sometimes I end up frittering away my days off with cleaning, running errands, and getting sucked into social media and the blogosphere. This goal pushed me to spend at least a few hours every few weekends doing something that I consistently find fun and gratifying.
- Using the things that I own feels good. I tend to feel inclined to declutter — to get ride of clothes I don’t wear, dishes I don’t use, or books that I don’t consult — but I’ve always resisted purging my cookbook collection; actually referring to the books has helped me justify keeping them…which makes me happy, because I love my shelf of cookbooks.
- Speaking of that shelf, I like physical books, period. I like the way their glossy covers feel, I like flipping through the pages, and I like seeing a book propped open on my kitchen counter. Pinterest and cooks.com are great sources for recipes, but it’s the tangible attributes of books that make my apartment feel cozy and homey, and this resolution gave me the chance to experience the glory of a book.
- Growing and learning are so satisfying, and I have to work harder to make these things happen than I did when I was a student. Trying new things — even just recipes — gives me that same thrill of growth that taking a class always provided.
As I drink a glass of wine with my first ever pot roast tonight, I’ll toast to all the joy of cooking and of resolutions completed!