Those of you who follow me on Facebook will have seen that almost every day there is some reference to food and cooking. So many, in fact, that I’ve started to get comments about it. While these comments haven’t been negative, or had anything like a negative effect on me, I do feel it may be time to state my case for their defence, so to speak.
I do like food. All 75.5kg dry of me will testify to that. That isn’t the whole story, though. It’s not just about food, for me, or even cooking, which I also enjoy. It’s also about the sense of freedom and achievement I get from cooking my own meals. For so much of my life, I lived at home where my mother and father cooked and prepared every single one of my meals. I will always be grateful to my parents for everything they did for me, including that, but nothing beats the sense of achievement and freedom you get from independent food preparation. This gives me another reason to document my successes in the kitchen. I also think it important to have a sense of humour, especially when trying new things, which is why I post my utter failures, too.
True, loads of blind, visually impaired and disabled people do this kind of thing, and are better at it, every day. A lot of my friends, though, on Facebook and offline, don’t have the confidence, encouragement or instruction to allow them even to do the little bits I do. This gives me another reason to post about food and its preparation. Not only out of what I suppose is a little bit of pride, as misplaced as it may be, but also to hopefully encourage others and put a tiny seed of an idea in their heads that says ‘hey, I might be able to do some of that!’
If any of you who need such encouragement are reading this, let me tell you here and now, that you can, indeed, do this. I’m not talking about being the next Nigella Lawson, Ainsley Harriot or … pick a name, any name. I’m talking about preparing healthy and tasty meals, simply and safely. It’s not always easy. There will be mistakes. If you start small, simple and work at a comfortable pace, you will find a level of food preparation that you are comfortable with.
I’m finding, as well, that this level isn’t written in stone, either. For years I never had the courage to cook steak. It can be expensive and I didn’t want to waste money completely messing it up. Lately, though, I have been wanting to take the plunge. This will take my cooking to what feels like a new level–something I’m finding exciting and a bit scary at the same time, if I’m honest. I’ll give it a go, though, and if it works, great! If it doesn’t, then I’ll either learn from my mistakes or try something else next time.
So yes, I do love food, perhaps a little too much. I also love being independent and would absolutely love it if any of this, even in the smallest way, rubs off on someone else and encourages them to try something in the kitchen.
To all of you who read this and enjoy food too, and all of you who read this and are thinking of trying out the microwave, hob, oven or grill, happy cooking! Stay safe, well fed and thanks for reading.