I am not a cook. At least not a very good one. However, in my hope to live more mindfully I’m embracing it. Truth is, I really don’t mind cooking, I just do not have the best luck at it and I really don’t enjoy the cleanup afterwards.
What I do enjoy about it are moments like this one. Cooking is colorful. It awakens the senses and there’s an element of art to it. And art, is something I can get excited about. I recently began watching Worst Cooks in America. Ironic, I know! I absolutely love it because I feel a kindred spirit with many of them. Anyway, my favorite thing that I’ve learned so far is the phrase “mize en place”, pronounced…mi za plas. Being a French term, I love how it rolls off the tongue and I do appreciate how much easier and more enjoyable cooking is for me when I take the time to prepare.
What really speaks to me though, is the definition; putting in place. It’s the work that comes before the work. The planning and prepping. The foundation. Just like cooking, living a life with purpose requires mize en place. As I work to put the pieces in place, as I make it a point to put my camera in my hand every single day and I practice, I’m discovering so much more than just what I see through the lens.
Oh, in case you were wondering…tonight we had boneless chicken breast, baby red potatoes and asparagus all roasted in the same pan with garlic, salt and pepper, butter and lemon juice. Mmmm…it was so good!!