I've talked before about a film called Julie and Julia, which was inspired by a true story. Julie was inspired by the great chef, Julia Child, and decided to cook and blog her way through Julia's cookbook. I found it inspiring another blogger had found success and so on.
But today is about cooking. Food. The thing that inspired both of those women. The buttery-roasted poulet. The delectable sole à la normande, fish in cream sauce. A satisfying beouf bourguignon, beef stew. Quiche. Unctuous chocolate soufflé. Pain au chocolat et crossiant.
Yup. I'm addicted. Especially if the food is French or Italian or Chinese or Moroccan or Nepali...I'm not particular. I find the variety, shapes and colors invigorating. When I'm really depressed or annoyed, it isn't really food that comforts me, but cooking it. It peaks my imagination, challenges my ingenuity, tickles senses; even the chopping is therapeutic! I think creating something, filling my space with fragrant vapors, and the happy success of a good meal or snack, is good for my writing too. I frequently enjoy at least juice or tea when typing. The little pause of sipping helps me think of the next phrase, and the bathroom break works for a longer thinking spell!
Have you ever tried cooking up a storm when you were down or had writer's block? Do you have a favorite rejuvenating activity? Do you have a great recipe I should try?