When in high school you could not have paid me enough money to cook you a meal. Well, babysitting kids aside that is, those kids suffered (according to my sister) having to eat my mac and cheese. I even spent some time living with people who forced me to cook, thinking that I would change my mind about cooking if only I was forced to participate in the cooking of meals.
High School is now almost 10 years ago and I can honestly say that I have gone from dreading cooking, to desiring the chance to chef it up for family and friends. This last year or maybe two I have fallen in love with cooking.
The last two weeks have given my ample opportunity try out my cooking skills numerous times. I had my family over for Thai food. Then two of my youth students invited themselves over for some steak, scalloped potato's, and green beans. But this last Sunday was the most adventurous I have been in the kitchen as of late. The theme was Italian.
I had three friend's over to enjoy the meal with me. We started out with a first course of steak tomato's topped with a lightly breaded and fried goat cheese atop of which sat an herb salad spritzed with balsamic vinegar.
Then we had some homemade pizza. An herb crust topped with caramelized onions, green olives stuffed with garlic, Gorgonzola and Fontana cheese and sprinkled with fresh parsley.
There was also an herb pasta tossed with a fresh plumb tomato sauce.
And of course we had to have some tiramisu gelato for desert.
All in all we had a great time around the table. Looking back it is hard to figure out what it was about cooking I could have hated. I am not sure what is on the table next, but I sure look forward to making it.