You know what I’ve realized? My weekends totally revolve around cooking. Some people might find that boring, but I kind of love it. Since I don’t get the chance to cook much/at all during the week, it’s nice to spend some solid time in the kitchen on the weekends doing what I love.
With the exception of Friday nights… I’m usually so exhausted by Friday at 5 pm that the idea of cooking makes me wince. So when I got home and my dad said “Hey Chels, want to order Ichiban?” I could not have been more in agreement!
Surprisingly it gave me just enough energy to whip up a batch of soup for dinners next week. Yeah, I spent my Friday night cooking. Hashtag lame-o.
And then I spent Saturday wanting to hurl my DSLR camera across the room as I attempted to learn how to use it when taking photos of the soup. What do all the buttons do, what does AE-L mean, and why the heck did all my pictures turn out so disgustingly bright?!
Clearly I’m not becoming a professional photographer anytime soon. Professional recipe tester though? I could get on board with that. I spent the afternoon making yet another recipe from Oh She Glows’ cookbook. Everything I’ve made so far has been delicious, and these Glo Bars are no exception. I have a feeling this batch won’t last long…
Later on I continued my cooking spree by making dinner for JZ and I. I decided to try making a cheesy sausage baked pasta, which was a good idea in theory, but it turned out on the drier side. It was still really good, but it was a hundred times better when I heated up the leftovers with extra tomato sauce the next night.
I made up for the dry pasta with dessert though! Earlier in the week I made super rich chocolate ice cream using this recipe. It was amazing on its own, but the addition of homemade crumbled brownie and almond butter totally took it over the top.
Breakfast the next morning was another big production. I had been promising JZ homemade breakfast sandwiches for weeks, so I finally made good on my promise. I used this recipe to make the biscuits and then put out some fried eggs, bacon, and cheddar cheese so we could make our own sandwiches. Then my parents invited themselves to join us and stole half our food! But mom did the dishes for us, so I guess I can’t complain.
That meal marked the end of my cooking duties for the weekend, so I hung up my figurative apron (I need do dig out my real apron from the boxes of all my university stuff in the basement!) and then I went to the gym to do a solo spin workout while reading Fine Cooking. Even when I’m not cooking… I’m apparently still thinking about it!
Do you cook more on the weekends or on weekdays?
How the heck do you use a DSLR camera?!