Momma called me yesterday to ask me who made the set of silverware she bought me.  I had no idea.  Then she asked if I liked my cookware.

YES, I said, I LOVE MY COOKWARE.

I REALLY love it now that I’m cooking.

Can I just say that I’ve had more fun cooking then I ever thought I would?  I like playing with food.  I mean, I’ve obviously enjoyed the eating part of food, but the making part had always eluded me.  Until I realized that I have a good eye for recipes.  Why?  BECAUSE I LOVE TO EAT.  So when I made stirfry the other night, I had an inkling to add a touch of liquid smoke and honey to the recipe.  It was fabulous.

My second favorite part of cooking?  Eating the leftovers for lunch the next day.  This is a money-saving venture in our house; we have made a pact that we will only eat dinner out on weekends, and will cook the other five nights.  Lunches are the same way.  And I love — LOVE — having a hot, home-cooked meal for lunch every day.

(I’m saying this over a bowl of reheated baked macaroni casserole that I kicked SERIOUS ass on last night.)

Top Chef, look out.  Sarah’s on her way.