I really, really want to write more on this blog. I have been cooking a lot recently, more so than I ever have and I want to document that, for myself rather than any other reason. As a novice cook, I rely on cookbooks, I am not a natural and I need to be taught. I'm going to take a book every couple of weeks and try and work my way through a few recipes, to try and give myself a broad range of things to cook, but with the security blanket that a cookbook provides; albeit beloved from reading it cover to cover and not actually to date ever cooking from it, I'm looking at you Nigel Slater's Real Food. It's not exactly a novel concept on the interweb, there are hundreds of blogs doing exactly this, but I think it will give me the structure and incentive that I want to push me into utilising this very under-used blog more and in turn I will cook more and blog more and cook more and so on and so forth into a vortex of efficiency. I wish Cooking for Twelve was the name of yet another cookbook I've bought but rather stupidly I'm having said twelve round for lunch on Saturday and I've given myself, a pretty novice cook, a rather stupid assignment of making three courses........... Part of the process involves 3kg pork belly and 2.5kg butter. Hm.
