I did it again! I accumulate crap like no one else. Not like those hoarders on TV but I can hold my own with “normal” people. (Definition of normal person: Someone like me.)
I was cleaning off the top of my desk. I do that monthly (ok, maybe not monthly). I have piles of stuff I want to read or spend more time looking at or want to keep. This is a good time to I revisit and act or discard.
It’s funny how time changes things.
This round I had a group of recipes. What was I thinking? At this stage my cooking is freestyle with what I have on hand. When you know the basics, you don’t need recipes except for baking.
One was for some desert thing where you used three processed products to create a wonderful (yes, it said so) dessert. I looked at it and wondered why I kept it. I’d never make it. The beloved husband wouldn’t eat it and if I wanted a cherry turnover I would buy ONE at a bakery.
The next one said “Healthy Shrimp Fried Rice.” Do I really need a recipe for that? Nope!
There was one for chicken piccata. That dish is always my downfall. I love it when I go out to an Italian restaurant but I can’t duplicate it at home.
All the recipes call for way too much butter so I cut back. The lemon makes it too tart so I add some sugar. In the end it doesn’t taste the way I want it. I keep printing recipes hoping to find a miracle answer somewhere. Never happens.
At the bottom of my “read more” pile was an ad for a local play that is over. That one won’t need a decision. I should check the reviews. Maybe it wasn’t so good anyway.
I found some reminders so I made appointments to get my car inspected, get a mammogram and make restaurant reservations.
It was a worthwhile adventure (except for the chicken piccata). I promised myself that I wouldn’t wait so long next time. We all know that won’t happen. Then again it’s almost tax time. Gotta start taxes with a clean desk top.