dreaming of my kitchen

For the last hour I have been flipping through recipes on The New York Times. Recipes that I can do absolutely nothing with except let them fill my dreams. Not the green been & red pepper salad, not the rhubarb crisp, not the fettucini with sausage & sage leaves, and definitely not the asparagus pesto. I don’t do much baking and am lactose intolerant, but was reading what looks to be a good cheesecake recipe.

Yep, it is that time on these trips where I dream of my little kitchen. It is a little kitchen with a half-sized stove and a not-full sized fridge. But it is my little kitchen. The pots and pans are familiar, the knives sharp, and the spices abundant. Most of all, it is a kitchen to which I have full access should I be in the right city.

Let’s be honest. Variety and options here are sorely lacking. But, given a kitchen, I could whip up some foods with different flavors and textures than my daily fare. Same ingredients, different combinations and spices. And I could make pancakes and (non-greasy) eggs on a Sunday morning. Maybe even real coffee.

Please do not get me wrong – I get more than my fair share of food here and have plenty of variety given the location. Tomorrow I will be back to sharing photos and stories of my travels. But tonight I am going to enjoy the luxury of dreaming of my kitchen and foods that are a few weeks away.

2 Replies to “dreaming of my kitchen”

  1. We are really looking forward to the variety of food we have so missed in our two years here. So I understand. We were sent some magazines and 99% of the recipes we were unable to make here because of the lack of available ingredients.

  2. Hi,

    I liked your writing about dreaming a kitchen..I had a same dream while ago. I have a very little kitchen now and I started cooking in my spare times..

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