Spaghetti with Alfredo, Sun Dried Tomatoes, and Basil
I get tired of cooking even though I have a food blog. I can power through making work lunches or whipping out a meal from the empty fridge, but sometimes I hit a wall. Hard.
Truthfully, this round lacking of motivation came from googling how many blogs exist online. For the love of Queen Bey, I'm still really not sure why I did that. I'm the first one to slap the mouse from the WebMD addict, but seeing 27 MILLION on my screen made me panic a little.
I went into existential crisis mode - no need to worry about me, this happens a couple times a year - boiling down why anyone would want to be a tiny sardine in an unpredictable ocean.
Writing this post means I got my bearings back. My husband requested a simple meal we usually make on a weeknight for his birthday. He's not a complicated person, which is why I think his food preference reflects that. I wanted to get back in that kitchen, but he let me know that it was also ok if we needed to order out again.
I said a big "screw that" and off I went to the pantry.