Cooking the Books

It is with great restraint that I have managed to not put a cookbook on my Christmas list.  (Indeed it is with great restraint that I have managed to put one and only one BOOK on my Christmas list, but that is another story.)

I own a lot of cookbooks.  Some days I’m not sure why I own so many.  I hardly ever cook from  most of them.  Some I don’t even I like.  When I moved I took all the cookbooks I use all the time, with a few totemic exceptions, and virtuously put them in the attic.  I took the books I hardly ever use and put them on the shelf.  This would, I virtuously told myself, force me to explore all of these other cookbooks.  I would delve into their wonders and learn to appreciate their instruction and world view.

The result was of course that at 9 in the evening or 6 in the morning I could be found rooting through the attic in a headlamp looking for the cookbook that has that recipe that I love and cursing my stupidity….and now my shelf once again overflows with cookbooks

At least I’m not alone.

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  • I'm hearing ya, what iis it with my obsession of cookbooks, although lately i have been transferring my favourite recipes to a card system so i don't have to always get the book out.
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