Where cooking is concerned, that is. I just haven't loved anything I have made lately. And last night? Oh, jeez, I cringe when I think of this.
*whispering because I'm so ashamed* I forgot to put the spices in the lentil pot pie I made for Steve and Carmen when they came over last night.
Oh yes, just forgot. It made for a very bland dinner. They were very polite about it, but I know it wasn't very good. And that's such a great dish, too -- when it's made right, that is. I was so pissed at myself. I still am, really. I cannot BELIEVE I forgot that! (IIIIIdiots! says Napoleon Dynamite). And the enchiladas I made for Alyssa and me just weren't that great the other night. And the asparagus dish I made for Russ and Jen wasn't great either. They were all terribly mediocre -- edible, yes, but not great or even very good.
I don't know what my deal is. I have got to get it together and be better, I guess. I am just not feeling terribly motivated to cook these days...partly because we don't have a ton of money, so when I go to the store I buy what's cheap and not what I really want or am inspired by. I mean, if I could shop at, say Whole Foods or Wild Oats or Nature's or something, I am sure I'd feel much more motivated than I do, given the amazing yumminess that exists in natural/organic food stores, particularly in the produce section.
Alas. I guess I have to regain my touch somehow. I'm thinking I need to come back with a bang...maybe gnocci? I've done it once, so it shouldn't be too hard...and it's a pretty impressive dish. I just need to come up with a really great sauce for it, and have a party and people will once again realize that YES, I really am a good cook. I'm not lying. I promise!!!