Thursday, April 28, 2011

Cooking with Love

I still remember the first full meal that I prepared on my own: Loma Linda Chicken Supreme (in a can), green peas, and real mashed potatoes and gravy. Though I made my first full meal that day, my love for cooking began long before that when I stood in a chair at my grandmother’s kitchen counter and she let me pour and mix the ingredients for pound cakes and birthday cakes and baby cheese cakes. My love of cooking began in the kitchen with my mom as she made marinara sauce and eggplant parmesan. The realization that most foods are not simply born or picked and then heated or used came the day I saw my dad turn cream into butter (and buttermilk).
I have friends who enjoy cooking from scratch and do it regularly and then I have other friends who have said to me, “Why make it when you can buy it?” and meant it. I believe that if you can make it, it’s better than buying it. Cooking from scratch is better than buying it pre-made for many reasons, but I will only address a few. Food tastes better, its healthier, it creates an opportunity for quality time with a loved one and learning opportunities for children, and it is more emotionally satisfying when you prepare it at home from scratch.
I have a friend who has looked me in the eye and told me that she honestly believes that store-bought jarred spaghetti sauce is just as good as homemade and she's not the first to tell me that. I’ve had other friends tell me that boxed or frozen mashed potatoes rival homemade. Sauce in a jar tends to be overcooked and too chunky or too smooth without the distinct and fresh flavors of minced garlic and fresh herbs, the bright slightly acidic taste of the tomatoes and the buttery smooth flavor of the olive oil. How is something that was mass produced and sitting in a jar for a couple of months going to compete with that? It can’t. Just like mashed potatoes from a box aren’t as good as creamy, slightly chunky homemade ones. Just like vegetables from a can are blander than fresh or frozen vegetables or vegetables that you’ve pressure-canned yourself. And you can’t tell me you’d rather have a canned biscuit instead of grandma’s soft buttery biscuits and homemade strawberry jam!
The one point everyone seems to want to argue on the homemade versus store-bought debate is time. My sauce takes five minutes to prepare and about twenty minutes to simmer. Your pasta and garlic bread are going to take almost that long! Mashed potatoes are even faster to make than marinara sauce. If you look at most everyday meals, you will find that the time investment isn’t that much greater than the amount of time you would put into throwing together a meal with heat-and-serve foods. If time is a concern, my advice is to carefully plan your meals and make what you can ahead of time and freeze it if necessary.
I’m not going to go into depth about why homemade meals prepared from whole foods are healthier than processed foods, because there are plenty of books and websites out there to do that for me, but I will summarize a few points. Typically store bought foods are going to be higher in fat and sodium and sugar and we all know that excess fat, high sodium, and too much sugar in our diets is bad. Processed foods are also usually lower in vitamins and minerals than homemade foods. If you can’t buy or grow fresh fruits and vegetables, at least go with frozen. If you’re eating healthier, you’re going to live longer and have better quality of life to spend with those you love.
Image Borrowed from FoodCourtDruids.com
One way to spend that extra time with those you love is in the kitchen. If all I'm doing is opening up a can of vegetables and heating them in the microwave while I stir some water into dry potato flakes on the stove and bake some chicken nuggets (vegetarian or otherwise) in the toaster oven and open a box of cookies from the bakery there isn’t much opportunity for help. I like to cook, but I’ve also made my fair share of cheater meals so I know how easy it is and how little help you need. Take that same simple meal, and make the mashed potatoes homemade and you have an opportunity to spend time with your husband while he peels the potatoes for you to cut or you can talk to your kids about their day while they sneak the chocolate chips that are supposed to go in the cookies. And what kid (or person) doesn’t like raw cookie dough? In addition to providing opportunities to spend time together it also provides a teaching moment for your kids when you measure the ingredients for your cookies and teach them about how each of those ingredients plays an important role in the food they are going to be eating. Each homemade meal presents an opportunity to spend time together; it creates memories and a sense of pride when the food is finished.
Going back to the point that it’s healthier, it’s going to be easier to get your kids to eat healthy foods that they helped make. While they might look at something you made and immediately turn their nose up at it, if they had their hands (washed please) in it mixing it, they are more likely to give it a try and like it.
Making your own food is more emotionally satisfying than store bought food. When I cook, I put myself into what I’m doing. If I’m having a bad day, I hit the hand chopper a little harder or cut a little faster. On a good day everything tastes a little better and is extra special because I have the energy to put into it. I spend time making sure that coconut cream pie is just right for my mom because I love her and she would rather have a pie from her daughter that she loves than from the stranger at the grocery store. I try to replace the eggs in recipes with other things to help my dad out with his cholesterol because I love him, but I doubt the lady in the bakery is going to do the same. There is a sense of pride and accomplishment that comes when you cook a meal and it’s delicious and everyone compliments you on it. There is security in knowing exactly what ingredients are going into your food and what is going into yours and your family’s bodies. And when you bite into that rich, cheesy baked macaroni and cheese it does so much more to lift your spirits than a box of noodles and powdered cheese.
Cooking from scratch requires a little more time and a little more creativity than opening up a box, but it is so worth it.

For recipes and tips from Amber visit her cooking blog, À la Amber.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Day One (Shadows and Scars: Update 01)

Day 1 - March 10, 2011

8:37 pm
Location: The Asian Grill, Noblesville, IN

... I guess my point is that, while I've been working on this book in one form or another since 2003 or 2004, it is demanding to be written now. And so today is officially Day One of this project. It is long overdue, or perhaps right on time.


11:58 pm
Location: IA Boys Dorm Apt., Cicero, IN

It begins with a whiteboard outline and a prayer.

May Your blessing be upon this. May You give me wisdom and guidance. May this be for Your glory and may others be blessed by my words. Mold this book, and me, according to Your will.


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So I guess I should explain what is going on here a little bit. I'm keeping a journal specifically for this writing project to chronicle the process as well as give myself a place to work out all my thoughts. I will periodically be posting excerpts from that journal to give you all an inside look at the process. Hope you enjoy!

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Shadows and Scars: Updates Coming Soon


For those of you who know what this means...

And for those of you who don't, you will soon.


Tuesday, March 1, 2011

If I Were a Famous Musician, This Would Be My Application to the Club


IIIx
Sinope concluded that the absence of passion
was better than incomplete passion
and I tend to agree,
though I’ve been known to digress.

But I can never wander far
from the truths and the riddles:

“When every bone in your grip is broken,
your weeping will be quenched.

When you are out of outs,
you will find your way in.”

IIIx
Twenty seven new books
and twenty seven old letters
stuffed into an envelope
with a Claude Pepper stamp:
a warning – a blessing – from
the lips of Abbé Faria, eleven
years too early, never too late.

III.
I take a stand, open
to amendments, fundamentally
opposed to closing my eyes
or staring straight ahead.

All around, possibilities
and dead ends.

All around, the madness
of beautiful uncertainty.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The Convergence of Our Lives



I really like the quote we used on our latest bookmark:

"Everyone has three lives: a public life, a private life, and a secret life." (Gabriel García Márquez)

We live our lives in these layers. As people get to know us and as we allow them to get closer to us, they progress past our public life and towards our private and sometimes even secret lives.

The fascinating thing about writing, though, is that when we write we tend to bypass this expected progression. I've found this to be especially true of creative writing. Through my writing, I end up sharing profoundly personal thoughts and experiences with people I don't even know, who I may never even meet. These people, who are barely even on the radar of my public life, are invited to enter into my private and secret lives through the written word.

As writers we often chose to break the rules of social etiquette for the sake of artistic expression. Or, perhaps it is for a deeper reason. Sharing our writings allows us to wear a broken mask, covering just enough of our face that we feel comfortable sharing, yet exposing just enough that we are able to share in an honest, compelling manner. I believe we share, not just for the sake of sharing, but in hopes that we will connect with someone out there, and in doing so that we will feel less alone. We find solace and meaning in shared experiences. We find purpose in being able to say, "I've been there too... don't give up, you can make it through" and "I've experienced that too and isn't it grand!"

Through writing, our lives converge. That is what Chrysalis is all about. We come here to share, to invite others into our lives and to be a part of theirs as well. And perhaps somewhere in this clumsy encounter, we will find something more than the mere exchange of ideas.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Baptism by Fire.

Baptism by Fire.
We are marching across the desolate waste land
Its name earth
Our commander and chief Jesus Christ
Our goal to save as many souls from the enemy as possible from the enemy
Our enemy is indeed old he is the father of lies and responsible for all death on this once beautiful planet
Our Father made the ultimate sacrifice for us by sending his son to die for us
So now we march on for his cause
We battle with the enemy spiritually wielding our spiritual armor and the sword of truth
We beat back the tide of evil even though the devils arrows, rockets and machine gun nests push us and make us stumble
We have an unbeatable commander on our side Gods own son Jesus Christ, who beat the devil and death
So we march on knowing that even though the fire enemy will burn us, but these flames will make us stronger during Judgment Day.
They are trials and they will give us patience which gives us endurance to withstand our Baptism by Fire.
We all have a road so far. They all may start at different places, but all are destined to finish at the same place.
The road begins with us in the dark, wandering not knowing what our purpose is in life.
It feels like we have no meaning and we think to ourselves, what’s the point to life? Do we just live our life and then die is that all there is to it?
We keep wandering in the dark, like our ancestors before us, going deeper into the dark cold abyss of the traveler who can never find home.
We do this for who knows how long until we finally shout, “Show me something that will give meaning to my life!”
Then from out of nowhere a light, like the sun, blasts through the darkness and drives it back.
The light reveals to us all our faults and gifts, it makes us feel blind with warmth and love like we had never felt before.
Then a Man comes out of the light, but we crawl away because we have never felt this kind of peace before.
The Man than says, “Do not be afraid, I bring a love that will set you free from the cold darkness.
The Man then takes us into the light and gives us a new heart and a new life and when we turn to ask his name.
He will reply The Light¸ Wonderful Counselor, but you may call me Jesus and when I turn to ask how I can repay him?
He will reply go in my name and bring others out of the darkness and show them the same love I have showed you.
Then when I come back I’ll reward you according to what you have done for your brothers as well as me.
We’re all traveling the same road at different times and places, but we’re all here to help each other on the road.
Who will you help today to know Jesus better or improve their relationship on your Road so Far?