Last week I exchanged emails with an old colleague who recently moved to Europe with her husband and kids. I met her when I first moved to D.C. and we worked for the same company. I haven’t seen her in a while and when I told her that I hosted my very first thanksgiving dinner she said “You go girl; I'm so proud of you. I remember when all you did was make chicken on your ge.orge for.man grill”. I chuckled because that’s all I did. Chicken and rice, or chicken and salad, that was it. I’ve always cooked, even in college but it was always chicken breaded and sautéed in a little oil and rice or corn or insert some random vegetable.
I can’t remember when my interest in cooking meals for variety and flavor instead of just cooking for subsistence happened. I just know that for the last few years I’ve started buying cookbooks and dropping hints to my parents that a gift certificate from William Son.oma would make my birthday/Christmas extra special.
Gone are the days of grilled chicken on the GF grill, tonight I made Mediterranean style chicken breasts stuffed with feta and olive tapenade with a side spinach salad.
Here are some pictures from my Thanksgiving dinner table.
6 comments:
good for you! i'm not there yet. fortunately, my man is!
Sounds tasty. Let me know the next time you're looking for a dining buddy. I'll bring the wine and desert. :-)
LOL! I think that I'm halfway from both extremes. I wanna be like you when I grow up! You should be here so that you could come to one of my cooking classes with me!
Nice! You make me want to step my game up, too.
Suhweet! I haven't so much as boiled an egg in two months and I feel really badly about that. I may try to start cooking on the weekends again.
Looks fabulous!
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