It has been awhile since I wrote in my journal. I plan to do better this year but I have gotten into so many projects at home since the holidays. I have always cooked for my family but nothing special. Being raised in the south, I cook the usual: fried chicken, biscuits and gravy, mashed potatoes, pork chops, beans, etc. You know what I mean. Over the holidays I went to a little restaurant about 45 miles from me. It was truly a hole in the wall but the food was mouth-watering. I got home and got inspired. So I started baking and trying to cook more than just what I know how to do. I usually open a can of pillsbury biscuits and that is what I call "my biscuits". I usually open a package of frozen rolls and that is what I call "my rolls". Not any more! I bought me some flour and started baking from scratch. I found that it is almost as much fun as having an orgasm! I had watched my own mother cook all my life but didn't have the desire to learn myself. I would rather be out on my motorcycle, at a concert, mowing the yard, working in the flowers or having sex. Having sex being the biggest hobby, desire and fun I want!
I think I must have some kind of compulsive craze because once I start something I want to continue til I feel I got it right. I cooked rolls every night for a month until I felt like I finally got the hang of it. I made biscuits from scratch, homemade rolls, banana bread, cinnamon rolls and sour dough bread. I felt like a real homemaker. I also found that I was getting into all the tv shows about food and cooking. I love watching rachael ray, paula deen, cake boss and cupcake wars. I am so inpsired that I feel I can't get it all done fast enough! They say a way to a man's heart is through his stomach! I want to find my way all the way down his body! lol. Check out my rolls. My name isn't Martha White for nothing!