Comes my night
And I approach it with the same trepidation
regardless of the previous week’s success
Back in the day
of self-imposed solitude
nearly every night
some boiled pasta
some heated mixed veggies straight from the can
some chicken boiled straight from the frozen package
would suffice
(putting the opened can straight on the stove burner
saves a dish from having to be washed, FYI)
it sufficed
like crazy
Then seminary
Community called to reinstate me
I moved in with three fellow journeyers
one of whom a package deal with two youngsters
all with tastes a bit more discerning
and with a premised intent
of contributing to a shared meal
once a week
I slid by
on mom’s best of handwritten recipes collection
bestowed and bound in an index card book
when I moved out
where would I have been without
the Campbell’s tutorial of 15-min. preparations
These applications were met with some acclaim
Soon
The raw culinary talents within my midst
luckily including some mad asian attitude
gave some implicit empowerment
to learn the sacrament of the herbs and the spices
to veer from the recipe just slightly
And when wanting for some new inspiration
lamenting that I didn’t share my housemates’ genius
Sharitylee very matter of factly demystified the secret:
“Dude...internet.”
And unwilling to yield from my very public childhood feud with the bulk of the Onion family
I began a very powerful alliance with garlic
And where the script calls
for green onion...
clove of garlic
red onion...
another clove of garlic
scallions
ummm--garlic
yellow onion
seriously?
there is such a thing?
I hear no complaints
(Well...Jeff. But he hates garlic.)
When it’s been long enough
I revisit mom’s best of
because this doesn’t work
unless you bring everything about you
into it
Again, no complaints
(Well...Marcy. But she’s from Minnes-oh-ta
and not used to the Texas spicing.)
The chore is like community
The chore is community
Gets easier as you keep at it
Then it gets hard again
Then it gets easier again because you can’t not keep at it.
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