Baked Cheesecake (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Do you procrastinate? I have a new camera which would take great photos, if I took it out of the box and learned how to use it. I bought it with the mad idea I might take a photography class here in the county. That was last fall. I got the camera Spring 2012. Ah well, the road to hell and all that.
This is the second time I have purchased this camera. Granddaughter Joy got the first camera. I know it takes nice pictures, I’ve seen them. Meanwhile, my new camera lies in its box waiting for me to “do something.” I thought perhaps if I wrote something about my lack of effort regarding the unused camera I could embarrass myself. So far, simply writing about the issue is not working.
So what have I been doing? Reading, working in my garden, walking the dogs and driving David nuts.
Heck, I even managed to cook a thing or two. We burned out on the diet meals from the grocery store (I wont name the brands here, but you probably know them). So, I am trying to cook again. Besides its spring and the Farmer’s Market and grocery store (which stocks locally grown organic food) both have wonderful things for sale. I bought a cart to push around the Farmer’s Market. So far, it lies unused in the back of my car.
I’ve been building a nice recipe binder. I try a recipe, David likes it or not and if we both like it, I put it in my growing recipe book. Then, I almost never make the dish again. What does that say about my energy around cooking?
- Recipes (Photo credit: pirate johnny)
Some recipes are really good. The only problem is we eat them quickly and then I have to make it again. Like the lovely cheesecake I copied from Drs Eades high protein cookbook. Simply sumptuous. I entered the recipe in the Weight Watchers recipe builder, and its only 6 points a slice. Given its almost all protein, I can eat a slice for a meal. I wish I was Jeanne and could blink my eyes and it was done.
Following the first Earth Day in the early 1970s, I had a one acre organic kitchen garden. The fellow next door who used traditional garden methods (commercial chemicals) told me all the insects were coming over to his place to eat.
My kids helped me with that garden. Today, each has his or her own garden. Last fall I sat in Richard’s garden and watched hundreds of hummingbirds feed. He lives on the western flyway and they were migrating. Lovely.
When they were younger, and I had my large vegetable patch, my kids and I got out in the bean section every evening after supper and killed bean beatles by mashing the yellow egg cases on the underside of leaves. Every night a new batch of eggs had appeared. Perhaps we discouraged the beetles, but after a while, they stopped laying eggs. I put up jars and jars of green beans and corn that year.
That was then. These days, my back does not allow me to do so much bending. Getting down is difficult but getting back up is the issue.