In the last “Post” I wrote about making decisions based on what we “should” or “ought” to do. That little voice replaying others directives can sometimes go too far. This is how crazy it can be. Guilt pops up when I least expect it. How could I feel guilty in the kitchen trying to prepare a home cooked meal? The recipe calling for a teaspoon of crushed garlic can be a lengthy, smelly process of fighting with the small clove to peel it and then hand maneuver it into the press for crushing. Or I could “cheat” by opening the jar of prepared crushed garlic and simply dip out the desired amount. The jar, a wonderfully God-created short cut…but still a short cut. While considering trying to cut this garlic corner I think about reading the long involved recipes in Bon Appetite and never once did it read to “open the jar”. We all know what the “good cook” or a “good mother”would do. Don’t I want the best for my family? Why would I just settle for this jarred garlic without half the taste of the real hand pressed flavor. How could I cheat the recipe? Small pangs of guilt, but still the feeling of not giving it my best as I was taught.! Let’s make reservations for dinner leaving the guilt at home.
