I hope this can help explain the missing missive, the missing everything because the muse has directed me to the kitchen of late. Easter Sunday was no exception where I created a Quarantine Quiche. I’ve challenged myself to find ingredients on hand in need of finding a plate sometime soon. I had eggs in abundance (my finger got stuck on the + button on adding eggs to my online shopping order), I had leftover matzo from Passover, I had a bag of grated cheese, I had red onions, I had disposable pie pans. Voila, a quiche was born with a Matzo crust. Pretty good stuff if I do say so myself.
I’ve never been particularly interested in the kitchen, but now, in being home all the time, I, for whatever reason, have never had so much fun creating recipes, or just cooking old favorites; and I have a new significant other for whom to cook. *blushing*
My days seem to stay very busy and fly by. I hope you all are coping with the lockdown well. I have some days of bouts of anxiety, some days of complete blocking of all of this, though that is pretty hard, and some days of just being content. But one thing remains constant. Gratitude. Gratitude for everything in my world; family, friends, beautiful surroundings, food in my refrigerator and pantry, and the muse, who keeps my mind mystified sometimes at what she directs and leads me to. I think “me?” “are you talking to me?”. And I look to see if there is someone behind me that she may be talking to.
I wish you all good health, and days filled with contentment and calm. Days of knowing that we will get through this. Together.