||[Feb. 7th, 2017|08:57 pm]
Transitioning into liminal space
|[||State of Being
I've never been able to manage eating most vegetables and fruits. It's a texture issue, though when I was little I didn't know that and my parents spent many frustrating hours trying to get me to eat things like green beans. If forced to ingest them, I'd cut them up into tiny pieces and swallow them with water like a pill.
I've been branching out a lot more, food-wise, in the last couple years. I don't know whether there was some particular catalyst for that, or if I'm just starting to become more tolerant of things for no apparent reason. During our last trip to Canada, Danae's mother made bacon and maple roasted brussels sprouts. I tried them, and to my surprise, liked them a lot. I think part of it is that they have a fairly uniform texture and are a manageable size. Like giant, green, vegetably M&Ms that don't taste like chocolate. Of course, part of it is the bacon too.
I've been making a point of doing more cooking and trying new recipes, so I asked Danae's mom for the sprouts one and have made it several times now, most recently tonight. We like it so much that I've been doubling the recipe and cooking two pounds of sprouts. We have leftovers, but if I ate as many as I wanted, we might not.
I've made the sprouts, pulled pork, sweet curry (the latter two both in the crock pot), taco/burrito fixings, and hamburgers several times. I'm feeling the most comfortable in the kitchen that I ever have, and am excited to keep trying new things. I love making food for myself and for my partner. I'm happy to be getting more vegetables in me too.