Since I've moved to Berkeley, I'm made a lot of food changes. Since it's so easy here, my selective omnivorism is really flourishing. I'm eating vegetarian as well as occasionally eating responsibly farmed chicken. I decided to make some lasagna at some point this week, and I have all kinds of beautiful but I couldn't resist buying some ground beef. It's grass fed, free-range, and organic, from just around the bend in Marin. So happy.
That's not the point of this post, though, haha. I just baked pumpkin muffins, because it's fall and therefore pumpkin things need to be baked. But I miss my mom's kitchen so badly. My counter space is like, umm, zero. And I don't have a stand mixer, and my mixing bowls are so small (because my cupboards are so small) that I can never make a double batch of anything. All my mom's recipes are double batches, so I'm doing awkward math all the time. And the sink is small and dumb and so doing dishes is harder.
The best (worst) part is that my oven is so miniature, I have to put my cupcake pans in at an angle. And I had to buy mini baking sheets, as well. The pizza I made the other night hardly fit. It's pretty obnoxious.
It is so ironic (or coincidental or something) that the time I'm expanding my cooking repertoire by like pretty much infinity, I'm also doing it in the smallest, worst laid-out kitchen of all time. It's so great. Hahaha.
But I'm still having a good time and still creating delicious food! I just wish I was doing it in my mom's giant kitchen with two giant ovens.
That's not the point of this post, though, haha. I just baked pumpkin muffins, because it's fall and therefore pumpkin things need to be baked. But I miss my mom's kitchen so badly. My counter space is like, umm, zero. And I don't have a stand mixer, and my mixing bowls are so small (because my cupboards are so small) that I can never make a double batch of anything. All my mom's recipes are double batches, so I'm doing awkward math all the time. And the sink is small and dumb and so doing dishes is harder.
The best (worst) part is that my oven is so miniature, I have to put my cupcake pans in at an angle. And I had to buy mini baking sheets, as well. The pizza I made the other night hardly fit. It's pretty obnoxious.
It is so ironic (or coincidental or something) that the time I'm expanding my cooking repertoire by like pretty much infinity, I'm also doing it in the smallest, worst laid-out kitchen of all time. It's so great. Hahaha.
But I'm still having a good time and still creating delicious food! I just wish I was doing it in my mom's giant kitchen with two giant ovens.