Cooking isn’t a game, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be fun. Of course, if you’re too concerned about getting perfect results every time, you won’t always enjoy yourself. But if you keep working at it, and learn from your mistakes, I’ll be surprised if you don’t have a great time and find yourself feeling like a winner.
Kay begged for a pasta machine for a couple years, but I steadfastly resisted for a long time. Why buy a machine to make when we could easily buy pasta already made? Then I decided to be clever and surprise her with a shiny, hand-cranked counter model one Christmas. She excitedly used it . . . once. I, however, continue to use it once or twice a week to make various shapes and sizes of fresh pasta that tastes infinitely better than store-bought. Kay, of course, happily devours all the results. Maybe she’s the clever one.
I love eating with chopsticks. If I could figure out how to do it, I’d probably eat soup with chopsticks. Maybe – in a previous life – I lived in a land where chopsticks are standard eating utensils. Or maybe I am reminded of the joy I experienced as a child when using chopsticks was still a novelty for me. If you don’t have chopsticks of your own, consider getting a pair and inviting your loved ones to watch the joy – or bemusement – on your face as you use them. And ask them to bring a camera.