Thursday, July 3, 2014
Wait, I Had Fun Doing What? - Ellen Hartman
I have this sister. (See photo at right. She's the cute one.) My sister is pretty amazing. She moved her family from Philadelphia to the middle of nowhere New York State just so we could raise our kids around the corner from each other.
Like I said, amazing.
She's also a little bit scary. I'm older by six years, but when my sister says, "Jump," I keep my mouth shut and jump.
Her schedule is changing when school goes back and she's worried about her time and responsibilities. I know this. So when she called and asked me to do a monthly cooking day with her, I said I'd do it, even though I hate cooking and it's the one job I've successfully offloaded onto my husband so I don't ever have to do it.
(What is a monthly cooking day? You cook a whole bunch of meals and then freeze them. The idea is to cook for the whole month in one day. There are many, many blogs about this. Here's one.)
My sister got us organized. We chose recipes, and she made an intimidating store list. We planned the schedule and decided on a day. With each thing that we did to make this more of a reality, I felt more and more strongly that I didn't want to do it. It's not just that I don't like cooking. I don't really like food. I'd happily eat cereal for dinner every night. Spending this much time thinking about and working on meals seemed like an enormous waste. But my sister needed me and I do like hanging out with her so...cooking day.
Of course this thing happened at the crack of dawn on a weekend, and I grumbled, pouted, and complained as my husband drove me to her house. Yes, I did say she lives around the corner, but it's really almost a half mile and it was dawn on a Sunday and I was in a terrifically bad mood because of cooking day so I got a ride.
Anyway, guess what? I loved cooking day. I spent four hours with my sister and we had such a great time. (In addition to being cute, amazing, and a little scary, she's hilarious.) My sister understands the importance of dessert so not only did she let me include chocolate chip cookie dough on the schedule, she let me lick the bowl. But I also actually enjoyed the cooking and the end result. I went home with 13 meals plus 2 batches of cookie dough. I felt accomplished and organized. I'd do it again in a heart beat, or you know, in October.
This isn't the first time I wound up loving something I expected to hate. What else? I went through sorority rush because my roommate forced me. She didn't pledge anywhere and I became a Delta Gamma. I was guilted into breastfeeding, and then nursed my two boys for a combined total of five years. Shrimp. Wheat beer. Macs. The Grateful Dead. IM.
What about you? Did you ever try something you thought you wouldn't like only to find out it wasn't so bad? Let's hear about it in the comments. Alternatively, you can guess which three foods on the list below were my suggestions or you can explain to me why I am wearing that rain hat in the picture with my sister. ;-) Everyone who comments will be entered in the drawing for a copy of Married by June.
I know some of you probably are interested in food, so here's what we made.
2. Twice-baked potatoes
5. Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough
7. Other Chicken