Can we get real with each other for a minute?
As a food blogger, there’s this ridiculous pressure that every recipe has to be earth shatteringly wonderful. They have to be unique, creative, and easy enough that people will actually attempt making it themselves. The photos have to be gorgeous and there has to be a story that goes along with them. Otherwise, they’re not deemed “blog worthy.”
What the heck?
That’s a lot to accomplish! Sure, I may have time on the weekend to make multiple batches of blondies in order to create the perfect version, but on a weeknight when I just want to get dinner on the table and get on with my life? No way. But because there’s this pressure sometimes I feel like if I’m not going to make something “blog worthy” I might as well not bother at all. Those nights, I throw up my hands and order a pizza. We eat a lot of pizza.
What’s wrong with food that’s just plain good? I almost didn’t share these chicken and spinach meatballs because they’re “boring.” They’re not made from unicorn tears and they won’t win any awards. They’ve almost certainly been done before. But the recipe is solid and they’re a nice twist on a classic. Shawn loves them and would never complain if they showed up on his plate. And I actually have enough energy to make them on a weeknight. Don’t we need more recipes like that?