That’s the non-cooking spirit!

I love cooking. I love to cook for myself and to make amazing dishes. However, there are times where I don’t feel like making much. Call it a bachelorette moment, if you will. Hey, I’m entitled, and I make use of that entitlement every once in a while.

It could be that I started my period or because summer weather is in full effect, but I didn’t feel like cooking anything, particularly on Saturday. In fact, all I wanted Saturday was a big bowl of popcorn with a smoothie, and that’s exactly what I had. Just a big bowl of stove-popped popcorn, christened with olive oil instead of butter with some rubbed sage and salt.

Since I was the only one eating the popcorn at the time, I decided to play around. I like putting herbs in popcorn to give it a different flavor whenever I can. No one else really likes this but me. My favourite herb to use so far is rosemary, but I’m down for trying something different. Besides, I didn’t have any rosemary at the time.

The smoothie I made was cool and refreshing: it was made with a berry mix and some mangoes that I got from Target, and it was mixed with limeade. I’ve become addicted to limeade; when you make it in a smoothie, the end taste is akin to one of those fruit popsicles that you can buy in the supermarket. Mm, delicious!

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This was my entire dinner, and I was very happy with it. It made me think back to the days before my nephew was born. There were times where my sister and I would tell mom that all we wanted was Rita’s water ice and soft pretzels for dinner. Hey, it was summer and it was hot, and we were two kids that liked water ice. Granted, we weren’t really young kids, but we still like our treats! Our mom was willing to indulge us every once in a while. Ahh, good times.

I can’t be the only one guilty of this; no matter how much I love food, there are times where I crave something simple and that involves little to no effort to make.

My name is Rachel, I’m a former cooking student, and I had a bachelorette meal.

no, I’m not ashamed.

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