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31 Days: Eat for Five Minute Friday


Five Minute Friday is a writing event that has writers spending five minutes writing on the same topic and then sharing them at http://katemotaung.com/five-minute-friday/. This week's word is Eat.

Eat, eat! How many times have we heard that? I've written before about how hard it is to cook for one person and how I want to change that with posts that tell people how to combine ingredients to cook several dishes. But I what I want is people to experiment in the kitchen and come up with their own favorite meals.

Above is Saturday Shrimp, something I came up with in the winter months to make Saturday special. I would cook this dish for myself, watch a movie, and spend an evening in doing what I loved.

When the weather got warm, I started experimenting with the grill. I don't think I will go on any cooking shows any time soon but I love making a fire and eating something I have cooked over an open flame. Call me weird but the smell of charcoal and hickory on my clothes on Saturday evenings in one of the highlights of my week.



What I'm trying to say is make eating an event. Whether you are cooking for one or 8, eating can be a celebration.  Some of my best memories are family dinners so why not treat myself to home cooked meals on a regular basis? Even if it is as simple as throwing some pasta in boiling water and cooking some garlic and shrimp in oil, I want to savor every meal I have. I want to eat up every good thing life has to offer.

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  1. I agree. Eating is a special time and so many special moments can surround it. I admire anyone who enjoys cooking on a grill. I just don't have that in me, though I enjoy the food that comes from it. - Lori
    visiting from FMF #63

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