Lasagne

Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.
~ Marthe Troly-Curtin, Phrynette Married

As I write this, layers of bolognese, mozzarella sauce & pasta sheets are bubbling away in our hot oven. Two lots of dishes have been washed by hand and the second lot now sits shiny and glistening on the rack. I may have been busy in the kitchen for the last couple of hours, but while I have been tracking how long each part cooks for, time itself has slipped by quietly and pleasurably so that I haven’t noticed my legs tiring of standing. The pleasure of cooking is a happy mystery that unfolds with every meal. Even on days when I am bone tired and find smashing and chopping sticky garlic cloves a most irritating affair – it seems that I am always ready for it again the next day.

Cooking is ordinary and predictable in one sense, yet thrilling and adventurous in another. Time passes quickly while you are forced to slow down … to

wash,

chop,

fry,

stir.

To

inhale,

observe,

taste,

share.

On that note … it’s dinner time.

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