Creative Cooking of an Amateur Chef

My stomach started growling feed me. I didn’t know what it wanted to eat because it didn’t tell me. Standing in front of the refrigerator with the doors wide open, I started scanning the occupants. There was half a cabbage, two bunches of rainbow chard and grass-fed beef brats. It was a toss-up between the cabbage and chard. The chard won.

I decided to slice the brats in bite size pieces and cook it with the chard. Home Run!

First I combined the chopped chard stems and brats and sautéed together in coconut oil until stems were tender. Seasoned with a little sea salt and pepper and added the chopped leaves and topped with a lid for a few minutes. After the leaves began to wilt I gave it a stir and added a tablespoon of butter. The lid went on again for a few minutes. Removed the lid and seasoned with a little more salt and pepper and a small amount of red pepper flakes. Beef Brats and Rainbow Chard

I was so hungry that I inhaled a small plate of brats and chard-nothing else.          Delicious!

For dinner I will add sweet potato fries.If I feel energetic I might make corn muffins. 

I made this dish up as I went along. That’s what I consider fun cooking. Check picture out.

Do you cook? Do you always follow a recipe or create one of your own.

Writer – A to Z Blogging Challenge

Since I was a little girl I wanted to be a writer. I wanted to write Children’s books, poetry, songs, magazine articles and recipe books.

Fear has been the major culprit in keeping me from fulfilling my dream. Every time I’d start thinking about moving forward fear whispered “you don’t know how to do that”. Where would you start? How do you know what kids want to read? Who would know that is a song let alone want to sing it. A magazine article? Yeah right. You have to cook all the recipes to write a recipe book plus there are many recipe books out there already. Many excuses swirling around in my head. Away went the pencil and paper.

Someone told me to start to journal. I bought a journal (many over the years) but never completed any. I read what I’d written. I laughed at myself and come to the conclusion that I must be nuts.  I sounded like I was whining about some issue or another. Embarrassment would arise and I’d rip those pages out so no one could read them.

Though my fears kept me from working to accomplish my goal I have written a few things. I kept them to myself until I started blogging.I didn’t want anyone to say negative things and hurt my feelings. I’m getting bolder and I’ve decided that anything negative will be turned around as a positive to propel me forward to accomplish what I’ve always known I’m suppose to do.

What do you need to get over to move into what you know you are to do?