I love having a bog. Really, I do. I love cooking, thinking up ideas and perfecting recipes, and taking photographs. I even enjoy typing my recipes up, despite all of the annoying code that Google likes. But once all that is done, I’m left staring at a big, blank space that needs to be filled with words.
And I kind of hate it.
Having to come up with those words is the single biggest reason that I don’t post more often. Sometimes it’s not too bad – I can share a story about how I was inspired to make the recipe or about how I tried a new ingredient or technique – but a lot of times there’s just nothing. to. say. I mean, there are only so many ways you can say “This is delicious, make it!”
So I guess all that to say every recipe out there doesn’t have an interesting story to go along with it. And I’m tired of writing for writing’s sake. But I won’t let that stop me from sharing recipes.
I don’t remember how I got the idea to make these spicy ginger noodles or why. I don’t have a memory attached to them or anything like them. They won’t change the world or persuade someone to marry you. But they were delicious. And you should make them.