So this Monday morning was rather excellent, and I came home and had a lunch of Split Pea and Ham soup courtesy of Campbell's Chunky Soups. While eating it, and though delicious as it was, I had the sudden craving for my mom's Split Pea Soup, and then I decided I wanted to make it myself. Not even just that soup, but many different kinds. My mom grew up on a farm and did a lot of cooking, much of which she taught me. The downside of growing up on a farm with ten kids is that your food choices tend to be pretty basic, no-frills. The only soups we ever really made were chicken noodle, split pea, or this chili-type concoction thing that isn't really chili. And this is fine, I love my mom's food. But I want to start learning how to cooking with chicken stock; rosemary, basil, and spices other than salt, pepper, and seasoned salt. I've always loved cooking, and I have a habit of making really good marinades or seasonsings out of whatever we have in our fridge or cupboards. I think it's time I refine my skills and begin to (sorry for the reference) kick it up a notch.
It's settled then, soon as we get the financial situation figured out, I'll be cooking to try new things. Oh boy, I'm excited. You should be too.
I am :-)...and it must be a grad schooley thing but I notice a lot of us making grand attempts at cooking :-)
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