As a big girl, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to dress fashionably. All the nice clothes, it seemed to me, were made just for the slimmer girls. So where’s the justice in that? Pre-lockdown, I’ve always felt conscious that I look drab even in my favourite clothes. But recently, I came to the realisation that it doesn’t matter what one wears–it’s how one wears it. When I finally decided to change up my look to get ready for my post-lockdown life, I look back from long ago, and I remember asking Susan, a friend from law school who is also a very hefty girl herself. I remember her wearing basically whatever she wanted. And most importantly, Susan wears clothes that flatter her best features. She tells me, however, that that confidence didn’t happen overnight. But, she says, you’ve got only one body, so might as well rock it.
In which I attempt to make cottage pie that isn’t even a real cottage pie, and an apple tart. Hola amigos and amigas! I’m back. Looks like our cherished dream of going back to normal isn’t going to happen anytime soon. We’re still cooped up inside our homes, trying not to get crazy, trying not to get sick. But hey! We all make our own good times. Yes, cooking now counts as a “good time”. Why not? Who doesn’t like to eat healthy, nutritious tasty food that’s not processed food? Yeah, that’s my family! For the past few weeks, we’ve been donning our imaginary chef’s toque, whipping up dishes we’ve never eaten in a long, long time, or yes, for the first time, even. But more on that, later.