On waking up.

I'm not sure what's gotten into me recently. For the last month or so, I've been in a rut with my cooking and, as a result, with life in general. I can't pinpoint exactly why I lost my motivation for one of my passions (cooking...duh), but one day it was there, and the next day it just vanished. Poof! I think everyone goes through lulls in life, so I wasn't too worried about getting my foodie mojo back...it was just a matter of when. How many times would I open a new page in this blog and have absolutely no idea what I should write about? How long would it feel like a chore to put dinner on the table?

Well friends, today something turned around inside of me and I'm starting to feel myself wandering back to my kitchen, and thus to me. I'm starting to feel alive again. For those of you who don't understand how a "food rut" could affect someone so much, try to compare it to anything you are truly passionate about. We all go through these lulls in life. Maybe it's just a chance to regroup and realize why you fell in love with your passion in the first place.

So, in honor of my "awakening," I'm making lemongrass coconut soup for dinner and toasting with a glass of wine tonight. And to my readers (all 3 of you out in the blogosphere), I tip my glass to you. Here's to life's passions.