So why not have a blog about my cooking adventures?
That’s just what I did. But the blog still has only two posts — though I already have more in the pipeline.
Since I started living on my own, I’d been cooking various stuff and sometimes bought the fancy ingredients and herbs I often see in fancy food blogs, magazines, TV shows, and other media. Sometimes I felt guilty — but only until I’d find particular feast days during the week; feast days are always celebrated with good food, I said.
I discovered that cooking is an art form. And it’s therapeutic. But best of all, satisfaction here is immediate — most of the time — if there’s any satisfaction at all.
But the blog is not some recipe blog. Instead it chronicles my successes and mistakes in the kitchen. And I plan to sprinkle posts with life lessons conceived in the act of cooking.
I hope you can drop by Daryl Learns to Cook.