As I was copying and pasting away, while listening for tiny waking baby noises and watching a mediocre crime drama on Netflix, I was thinking about my relationship with real food. I love food. I think that it has got to be one the major joys in life. I mean, it's second only to my husband and child. I've tried, with partial success, healthy lifestyle makeovers before. All the rich, buttery, salty, meaty things were off the menu. In fact, I was even a vegetarian for about a year. Eventually though, my love of a stove full of good food bubbling and sizzling away won over. Eight times out of ten, salad tastes hungry. My vegetarian, low fat, low carb, low sugar lifestyle usually ended the week at an overpriced steak joint finished off with a trip to Dairy Queen. The really, sad thing is I would rather have cooked the steak myself.
So, now I love old-fashioned food like casseroles, meatloaf and simple, happy little brownies. I hope you like The Recipe Graveyard, too.