I just love cookbooks!

There is nothing better than sitting in my comfy chair on Saturday mornings surrounded by cookbooks while sipping a freshly brewed cup of coffee!  I always start my Saturday’s thinking about what I plan to cook for the week ahead.  I get out my calendar, look at my work schedule and then begin to plan. 

I take one comfy chair and Dave takes the other.  We fashioned this seating area after a weekend in Chicago.  We stayed at the Marriott Renaissance Hotel on Wacker Street.  We found ourselves sitting for hours enjoying the view while talking and drinking a beer or a cup of coffee.  We decided to replicate the same seating area in our house.  It has become our “go to” area when we need to talk.  
 


When the girls were younger I would plan meals around their activities.  If they had a basketball game or golf match I would make sure to crock it that day so all we had to do was get home and eat.  I swear by crock pots!  Some of my favorite cookbooks are crock-pot recipe cookbooks.  Working full-time and having two very busy girls, I was always using my crock pot. A week of crocking usually meant leftovers as well, which meant either lunch for me the next day or a quick dinner for someone hungry at night. And I always doubled the recipe when I made soup or chili.  Anyway, with my calendar close by, I would write out the menu for the week.  I would list the page number from the cookbook the recipe was located in and write out the ingredients needed on my grocery list.  I felt like I was taking care of the needs of my family.  It felt good.

Another reason I love cookbooks is I like to flip through them and look at all of the pictures.  I try to imagine if the recipe is something I could make and if my family would like it. After making a recipe, I would usually write notes and suggestions to myself in the margins.

After following this routine for some 30 years, you would think I would have a drawer full of recipes stuffed into my head that I could call upon when needed, I don’t. Somehow I just can’t remember even the most basic recipes, even those I have made many, many times.  I need a recipe to follow and I need it written down.  If I go to the store, I need a list or I will forget the most important ingredients that I need for the recipe.

Jump forward a few years…The girls are on their own, making meals for their own families, and I am planning and cooking for just two.  Old habits really never die and I still look through my cookbooks and get such pleasure from that simple task of writing out menus for the week.  I let Dave know what I’m thinking and ask how he feels about the choices I’ve made.  His usual answer is “sounds good!”  Even though I don’t cook as much as I used to, I still love looking through my cookbooks.  I flip through the pages (read my notes) and remember when I made a particular dish- happy times for sure.  


I have an entire shelf in the upstairs hall closet full of cookbooks, photocopies of recipes found in magazines, cookbooks from school book sales and some of my mother’s cookbooks.   

Being a librarian you would think I would have a handle on organization…a winter project for sure! Over the years I have given some cookbooks to the girls and to the library book sale.  I used to have two-full shelves filled with memories and recipes.

This cookbook came to me via a book sale at our public library.  I made the tart one night for dinner and we both loved it.  Meatless and simple. 
 
 

It looks just like the picture!!

What are your thoughts on cookbooks?  Do you find yourself still using them?  I plan on writing a series on this topic.  Next, I’ll include names of some of my favorite cookbooks with some recipes and I’ll make sure to write a post on favorite food blogs I follow.  I do wonder about the future of cookbooks- in twenty years will people still read cookbooks??

Till next time, 

Karen