I've been cold, grouchy, horribly unmotivated and suddenly I'm feeling on top of the world. In fact I'm feeling rather like superwoman. And all because of food. I probably need to seek counseling.
There's something so magical to me about food. Growing food in the garden is down right miraculous. Transforming food from simple ingredients like a little flour, butter, salt, and water that will become pie crust or bread (add yeast), I marvel at what heat does to these simple combinations. I mean, cookies! Come on.
Today was NO SPEND day number 8 for the year. I think the frigid cold and the seemingly endless snowfall have a way of compounding anxiety for me. Maybe the being trapped indoors causes a trapping of sorts of stressers in my brain. The past few days I've been finding myself sitting and stressing about little things that really are not a big deal as if the sky were falling and life was about to cease. I'm surprised that I don't gain fifty pounds every single winter because food really makes everything seem so much better.
Today after another white knuckle drive home from work I wanted to make something really delicious but to be honest pickings are slim. This is where my super powers emerged and I became wildly triumphant. There was browned ground beef in the fridge and frozen homemade chicken stock in the freezer. There are apparently a pretty good assortment of veggies around our house (you don't realize these things until you start to scramble for a delicious off the cuff meal).
I frantically chopped up onion and garlic and began to saute these in a little butter. While they were getting yummy in the pan I diced up carrots and celery and one potato. Those joined the party and then I dumped in some flax seed (I've been adding flax seed to practically everything I eat lately for the Omega 3 because my doctor said there was virtually no omega 3 showing up in my blood work several months back). In a separate pan I thawed some of the stock which was slowly added to the veggies with a good helping of flour to give the whole bunch a gravy.
Then I made the pie crusts; flour, butter, salt and water, whala! The whole thing went into the oven (after I added the ground beef and some peas and corn to the veggie delight). I now have a fabulous beef pot pie, the fist I've ever made, totally thrown together on a whim, without a recipe and that, THAT is how I kick the winter blahs in the rear while rocking out the eighth no spend day of the year (that was not intended to rhyme). Plus, this was my best pie crust to date.
Sadly I will not be sharing a photo of my beautiful pie (I'm really in love with it) because the flax seed makes it look like its filled with bugs. No one needs to see that.
People delight in so many different things. Some people seek out adrenaline rushes. Some people delight in fame, recognition, or notable accomplishment. Some people find joy in decorating or fashion. I on the other hand am very content today, simply happy to the core because I cooked delicious food. That's me.