Blah, blah, blah...me complaining





A chimp in a chef's hat
can always make me
feel happy

So, I guess I’ve been in a bit of a slump. What started out as a fun adventure has turned into a lot of hard work.  Trying to think of something creative and interesting around a little tiny bit of meat or using up every little bit of vegetable floating in the veggie bin is draining. I’m still buying organic (it’s not like I’m horking down Big Macs at McD) and for the most part, doing so successfully. Thing is, every trip to the market is a laborious task: do I buy this dozen eggs that are organic but I don’t know where they came from or do I get back in the car and drive to another store where I know the eggs are from Northern California AND organic but they cost too much or do I drive to another store where I know they are local AND organic AND a decent price but they are always out of stock? I wander aimlessly through the produce section with a glassy, vacant stare as I mentally try to create a meal with what is on sale, organic, and fresh. It was a very proud moment for me when once, I left Whole Foods with only spending $9.62.

I think the slump started a couple of months ago when I interviewed for a job. Interview went well; I was stoked. Thing is 25 other folks also applied for the job. It wasn’t the best fit for me so it was no surprise I didn’t get the job. I’m not ready yet to apply at JC Penney or Kohls (both are hiring but I break into dry heaves just walking in those stores so working there might be a challenge). I know things will change and the right job will come along. I just need to get enthused again about this grand adventure. Try to get enthused about taking ownership of what we eat.

My garden? I don’t have a burning desire to tend to my vegetables. It’s cold and wet and slugs abound. I guess that’s why people plant gardens in the spring. Even with my inattentiveness, the veggies are giving their all…bok choy and kale are looking good…or at least they were the last time I was out there.

Blah, blah, blah. Ok. So, I’ll snap out of it. Quit my complaining. Hey, maybe I’ll make some bread…kneading is a great way to realign thought and purpose. Plus, eating the loaf tastes good. And I’ve got some huge squashes to cook…that’s always exciting, isn’t it? Maybe a pot of beans will do the trick and provide inspiration. Hey, I know what! I’ll write something scathing about factory farmed beef. That’s always a sure way to get my blood boiling. Yeah. I can do this.