I learned pretty early into this process that eating really well meant cooking at home.
Cooking well–smartly, efficiently, creatively–means generating a lot of dishes, even though I try with focused intention to do mostly one-pan or one-bowl meals.
Just now I was wishing for a dishwasher, for maybe the first time ever.
But I caught myself.
I don’t need another fucking large appliance from the Depot. The truth is I would love to have fewer of them. That’s what’s right.
However …
I could use a real pretty sink.
I could use a real pretty sink to turn the chore of dishwashing into a minor art of its own.
Yeah?
Me and Michelle Shocked, baby.
Me and all these god damn cats and Michelle OutAroundTheBend Shocked.