Cooking is a sacred, special, creative-free-flow kind of thing when you’re into it. I am hopeless at following recipes, even when they are my own. But recently I realized something super special. It’s not actually that I’m hopeless at following…
I’m not going to pretend like there wasn’t an ulterior motive when I started working on this recipe. I am thinking about my second book. It’s true. I can’t say writing a book is the most fun I’ve ever had in my life- but if I can do it, while planning a wedding and prepping my dad for cancer surgery, the second one should be a breeze.
Anyway- I can’t tell you the details as yet but what I can say is the overarching theme is to make recipes so flipidyflopps amazing that no one would know they were infused with stuff like- um- a lot of black beans.
Remember that amazing black bean pudding recipe I shared with you last Monday? That was merely a pit stop on it’s way to this one. I mixed in some flour, a few spices, baked it on up and HELLO BROWNIES!
We are now officially at the halfway mark of my 10 week cooking program and I must say that having 12 amazing people come by the kitchen once a week to learn, create, cook and dine together is surely the second best part of my job (you know retreats will always take first!). If you have used any of my recipes, you know that they are not always as descriptive as perhaps they should be. I sure learned this lesson in editing my cookbook. Personally, I think that’s what makes them extra super amazingly special. Maybe it’s that I am a Montessori kid and was a given a little freedom in how my edutainment learning was gonna go. All I know is that I have one rule in my kitchen when it comes to cooking. Read the recipe, understand the recipe, then own the recipe.