People are always saying “do what you love” or “love what you do and you won’t work a single day of your life”… I’m sure you’ve heard a version of these at one point or another. I used to roll my eyes and think “of course you should do something you love, isn’t that obvious?”. Well, for some insane reason it has taken me all of my twenty-two years for me to finally listen to what everyone has been saying, and do something I love.
I grew up around food. My parents are chefs. My boyfriend is (he would never use the word, but) a chef. My favorite days of the week are Wednesdays and Sundays when I go down to the local farmers markets here in Manly and drool over the fresh produce. I love setting the table nicely. I love having people over for breakfast, lunch or dinner. I love organizing our fridge and cabinets. I love shopping for new plates and napkins, pots and pans. I love getting new cookbooks. I love going to our local cheese shop and butcher. If we’re going on a trip I spend weeks ahead researching restaurants, markets and shops we can go to. My favorite place in our apartment is the kitchen.
Now, it’s probably obvious to almost anyone reading this that I really love cooking. Lucky for me, it took a voluntary 5 day juice cleanse to realize that cooking was the best part of my day. I wasn’t bothered by the taste of the juices or feeling slightly hungry ALL THE TIME. I was most bothered that when I woke up in the morning, I didn’t get to jump into the kitchen and cook a nice breakfast, or go through cookbook after cookbook deciding what to make for dinner. I missed cooking. I missed grocery shopping. I felt like an idiot for not realizing how much I would miss it. I was genuinely angry with myself. Needless to say, I ended the cleanse a day early.
That my friends, is how I started this new project. In my attempt to not work a day in my life, because I will be doing something I truly love.