Paris is heaven, Paris is home.
I know I’ve talked about Paris previously and I’ll probably talk about it many more times. It’s gorgeous, vibrant, and delicious. If you’ve been to Europe you’ve surely taken the train or the metro somewhere. That smell of the train station is heaven to me. When I’m in Chicago and ride the L, it reminds me of it. Sometimes early in the morning when I’m walking into work from the parking lot and it rained the night before, I smell it. I’ll stop, close my eyes, and breath it in.
This evening I was in the mood to cook, so I put on “Julie & Julia.” It gets my creative cooking juices going. I used some leftover stuffing and gravy with it, just as a side note. I cooked lean beef burgers from Yoders Meats in Shipshewana that I apparently hid away in my freezer for months. I made some instant potatoes and added an absurd amount of european style Land of Lakes butter to it. I’m a firm believer in not making something if the pre-made is just as delicious. Myself, I don’t mind instant potatoes–especially when I don’t have any real potatoes. I cooked down a shallot in salt, pepper, evoo, and a rosemary salt mix that accidently added when reaching for my pepper. After cooking the burgers, I added sliced smoked gouda and the shallots on top until melted, and then topped it with the stuffing. I put down a bed of potatoes, set the burgers on them, then topped the entire dish with gravy. I called it Thanksgiving Manhattan…it was delicious. I mean it.
The most important part of this is that it made me so happy. I didn’t feel depressed for the first time in months. I feel recharged and ready to tackle my book thanks to cooking and Paris.I feel like I’ve let a breath out that I’ve been holding forever.
“Paris is always a good idea.” -Audrey Hepburn
No happy or sad lists today. 🙂