It was late in the afternoon and I was sitting at her kitchen table whilst she stood at the counter, cutting up veggies and flipping through the pages of a cookbook. Her husband popped into the kitchen and offered their daughter a muffin to eat – a muffin that my friend had baked a couple days earlier.
My girlfriend owns her own company. She’s a mother to a toddler and an amazing wife and friend. She’s busy. Very busy. Watching her chop and slice I wondered how she found the time to cook and asked her how often she did it.
I felt really foolish when she replied, “every day.” Not because of how she said it and not because she did it but because, and here’s my confession, I don’t cook.
I don’t mean, I cook but not every day or I don’t cook fancy meals. But I. don’t. cook. ever.
There are several reasons for this – none of them really good but perhaps relatable. When I left home at 18, I lived in resort towns where food was always covered by where I worked (and living in dorm type rooms there wasn’t a kitchen to cook). In my mid-20’s I began to have roomates in my flats and, lucky for me, two of them were literally gourmet cooks.
When I moved to America in 1998, initially, buying groceries was far more expensive than eating at fast food places. Yes, I’m one of those stories where I lived with literally no money in the south and had to weigh apples to see if I could afford it. Fresh veggies? Too much. McDonalds happy meal? Perfect!
In late 1999 I moved to Seattle, got a good paying job and discovered Whole Foods. I still remember walking in that first day and being able to smell the fresh produce and unable to believe the bright colours of all the fruit. I also discovered their (healthy) hot bars and ready made food.
It came in handy as I worked long hours and learning how to cook (or even just stock) a kitchen was not a priority. And so became my habit of Whole Foods takeaway. In 2005 I was diagnosed with Celiac which meant I couldn’t eat gluten. At the time, restaurants and grocery stores weren’t that friendly for Celiacs and you would think that this would have made me learn to cook more since I couldn’t eat out at all. But it didn’t. Whole Foods was really good for me because they’re ready-made foods were easy and I’d have yogurts and fruit for breakfast.
Over the years, you can imagine how this has added up and more than that, I’ve become slightly embarrassed about my trips in as all the clerks know me (“Ahh, it’s our regular!”). In the past two years I’ve gone in for breakfast on the way to work and picked up dinner on the way home. I’ve also began to eat out way more as more and more restaurants are gluten-free friendly. So restaurant eating has increased to about 3-4 times per week.
I remember 4 years ago discovering the blog 101 Cookbooks and reading how she had collected cookbooks but never cooked. I always thought that was odd but then about 2 years ago I unknowingly began love-affair with cook books. I also began to read a lot of beautiful food sites that showed simple, healthy, gluten-free recipes I knew I could do. I swooned over pictures of simple table settings and people enjoying meals at home. I wanted to be living the life I saw these people living and often became jealous at every blog post they shared. Yet I never made one recipe from a book or site, I didn’t set the table for 1 in a charming way, and I gave myself a million reasons why they could do it but I couldn’t (too busy, too tired, to unsure how, not enough counter space, cheaper to eat out, i already eat really healthy out).
I’ve made attempts at cooking. I did learn to make an incredible omlete (which was onΒ my bucket list), and whilst living in Philadelphia during one of the worst winters I perfected anΒ incredible chicken dish in one of my favourite pots. I used to bake a lot when I lived in Santa Monica and briefly in Austin. But I’ve never been consistent or varied.
The past year, I’ve struggled with some health issues related to being Celiac. I discovered two months ago that I’m allergic to a lot more foods including basic things like pepper, oregeno, cumin to spinach to coffee and chocolate (that last one really hurt). My doctors have told me that I need to be really strict about my diet and that I need to eat at home more to control the food coming in. They think the amount I’ve been eating out has been an issue with my health and I believe it (the time lines seem to match in in-take of eating out and feeling more run down and internal issues).
Several months ago, my friend and I decided to cook Sunday suppers together as a way to eat healthier, wind down the weekend and spend some time together. These simple Sunday Suppers have been something I’ve looked forward to and have always been charming, simple and good. Each night at the dinner table we talk about how we should do this more and almost every Sunday I vow that this week, I finally will.
Because I know I should cook and eat at home more; not just to save money but because my health now requires it. I’ve known this for a long time which is why I have a really well stocked kitchen from fantastic pots, to beautiful plates, to an amazing Vita-mix and a life-saving indoor grill. But for whatever reasons, I’ve forgone doing the right thing (cooking) to for ‘convenience’ (laziness).
Something, however, changed in the last couple of weeks. Travel has a way of making me want home made food. Feeling especially run down and plagued with internal issues made me realize I’m not getting healthy by ordering healthy at a restaurant. And my bank card was compromised which meant I didn’t have a credit/debit card for easy access to food – I had to plan ahead. Plus, I’m working from home once again and now have the ability/time to plan, cook and bake more.
So I am.Β
On September 01st (tomorrow) I’m putting myself on the 30 Day(ish) challenge of cooking and eating at home every day. I added (ish) to the challenge because I am travelling a few times this month so realistically I can’t do it. I also know I’ll be going to a few events where I’ll have to eat out. But the goal is to at least make 2 meals at home a day and if I am travelling, to keep up my habit of eating at Whole Foods hot bars instead of restaurants as much as possible. To stop being intimidated at the amazing farmers markets I have access to (I get shy) so I can eat fresher and healthier.
For those of you who cook, this might seem like a ridiculously easy (or sad) challenge and I understand that. But for those of you, who like me, just haven’t cooked or eaten at home a lot, think it’s easier to eat out for 1 than cook for 1, who have food issues and have been unsure what to cook or just have avoided being in the kitchen altogether, then perhaps you’ll join me on this.
There’s no rigorous rules except that for the next 30days(ish) I’ll do my best to eat fresh, healthy, and at home. I most likely won’t blog a lot about it until the end to recap but I’ll do my best to share tweets and Facebook posts on recipes I’m trying or things I find.
And if you’re joining this or have had cooking fears/challenges, too, I’d love to hear how you overcame them or any tricks you might have!