A New Frontier
If you would have told me that a day would come when I would be the proud owner of The Joy of Cooking, I would have thought nothing of it. I would have figured that it would sit, unused, alongside my other cookbooks.
If, however, you would have told me that a day would come when I would refer to The Joy of Cooking on an almost-daily basis, I would have had you committed.
Besides the sheer heft of this culinary tome, I had always found the title completely off-putting.
The Joy of Cooking? Joy? Really?
But in my new role, as The Reluctant Balebusta, I have begun to uncover an interest that either (a) is completely new or (b) was extremely well-hidden. For years. Like forty of them. Approaching this new interest in the same manner I approach everything, there’s going to be books involved. Which is how this ubiquitous volume has become my new bible.
Would you believe that I made pancakes from scratch today??