I tend to not cook very often in our house, the main reason stemming from our kitchen being an OCD trigger for me, which I have come to be a lot more comfortable in over the past couple of years. Even so, I rarely find myself in the kitchen preparing a meal for the family. I am not entirely sure why, but I can guess that it is because my food needs have shifted over this past year or so, leaving me in in a bit of a tough spot.
I began to realize last year that I cannot eat a lot of corn products. This was discovered through eating out one night with my family, and me devouring more than my share of the delicious cornbread. Later that night I felt awful. I have mentioned before that I work with energy, and food allergies is something that I can mentally pin down just by going through the food to discover what is causing problems, so I quickly knew the culprit was the cornbread, corn to be more precise. Since then I haven’t even been able to eat more that a couple of Dorritos without severely regretting it by bedtime. This tends to pose a bit of a problem when cooking for the family, as my oldest is gluten free, and we tend to steer towards corn based products, mainly because we all find the rice based products horrible. So any pasta we eat….corn. So, my dietary needs tend to be set aside for the time being. This doesn’t make me excited to get in the kitchen.
On top of that, I am wanting to eat meat less and less these days, which I am the only person in the family feeling this way. It is not that I desire to cut meat out of my diet all the time, but I just don’t want it most of the time. I can, of course, work around that a bit easier when it comes to family dinners, but it does add more work, more money, and a tad more frustration when it comes to entering the kitchen. I am feeling like a lot of the things I desire to consume, it either clashes with my oldest daughter’s medical needs, or everyone else’s tastes, leaving me to put myself secondary when it comes to food.
This weekend I was feeling a bit bummed. Just that come and go as you please depression, the kind that never makes sense. So I spent most of my weekend watching Netflix or YouTube, having zero inspiration or motivation to do anything else. I tend to turn to books a lot when I am in these moods, but I just couldn’t find anything on my shelves that I really wanted to read…which was upsetting in itself! Yesterday, however, I pulled The French Market Cookbook (by Clotilde Dusoulier) off my shelf and felt it was time for me to get to know these recipes a little better….maybe I can come up with a few dishes to suite my needs that my family will also enjoy?
I purchased this book quite a while ago from Bookoutlet. I thought it seemed perfect for me. I had never really taken the time to read through it properly, so that is my current goal that I actually feel happy about. I absolutely love how these dishes unique, and that they have the titles of each dish also in french. I didn’t get very far yesterday, but I am hoping to tackle this a bit more throughout the week, and hopefully come up with a grocery list to give a try. I am not in a hurry, but feel good to know that I am taking some initiative to bring more of what I want into the home.