I can’t even explain how well I relate to this post.
I spent much of this afternoon buying, preparing, cooking, putting together, and baking ingredients in order to create two quiches for tomorrow’s Easter brunch at my church. I enjoyed every minute of this process and now have two beautiful quiches dotted with bright green asparagus, rusty red sundried tomatoes, and translucent onions. What a wonderful way to spend an afternoon! I’ve truly made peace with my kitchen.
You see, not all that long ago (maybe 5 or 6 years) I was afraid of my kitchen. It was the location of many binges, often brought on by a craving for a sweet treat. The craving for sweets was usually triggered by an emotion of some sort (boredom was the biggest trigger) and I’d tell myself that I could have the treat as long as I baked it myself (fewer preservatives and more wholesome ingredients). My intentions were good, but I would…
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