I just finished Elizabeth Berg‘s Year of Pleasures, which was lovely, as all of her books are. Her values shine through without clobbering you over the head, and they are so similar to my own core values that I always find myself nodding along as I read. I think Elizabeth and I could be great friends. But there is one way her central character, Betta, and I are very different. Betta cooks. A lot. Easily. Confidently. At the drop of a hat. The right groceries always seem to be on hand. She nurtures people through food. I wish this described me, but it so doesn’t.
I have to plan meals. I mean, sit down with a recipe, make my list of ingredients, go shopping, scrutinize the recipe as I cook and even then I often screw it up. I can’t bake well at all, although I really do think my 25 year old oven has to share the blame for that. I do blame it, all the time.
If someone stopped by unexpectedly, Betta would throw together a pork roast stuffed with somemthing exotic, surrounded by potatoes and veggies, and she would have enough to serve however many people showed up. If someone stops by unexpectedly at my house, I pull out the take-out menus for the nearby restaurants.
So I’m curious. Is Betta more typical or am I? What kind of cook are you? (and if anyone has the recipe for that pork loin in the picture, send it my way. Yum!)