Friday, August 22, 2008

Makes it all worth it!

Every day I wrack my brains for ideas for what to cook for supper. You know not the open the bag & pour, type of supper but the balanced, low fat kinda supper that is good for all & tasty enough to be eaten by Max. As I stand over the chopping board dicing & slicing veg & or whatever....I mumble & moan about what a pain it is to have to cook every day. Over the years I have had a very tumultuous relationship with eating...or not for many years... (but that is another story entirely).
So my favourite kitchen mantra, heard countless times by all who know me, is:

"Why is it that we can't just take a pill"....or "Why haven't they developed a replicator machine like in Star Trek yet?"

moan, moan, moan, whinge, whinge, whinge.....blah, blah, blah!

Well last night, my 100's of hours spent pouring over a hot stove were all made worth the dinner table Max turns to me, puts his hand on my arm & says:

"Mama, you are the BEST food maker in the whole wide world....I love your food!"

....well, I melted into a puddle under the table, along side the remnants of spilt pasta supper....suitably chastised for my pathetic attitude. I am pleased to say I have a renewed lease on my kitchen duties, as I once again haul out my recipe books looking for inspiration. God knew when he gave us these little ones, that their uses far surpassed torture, sleep deprivation, harassment & drastically reducing bank balances...but that they were given to us to poke, prod, teach & endure us back to the reality that things aren't so bad after all.