The Taste of Anxiety

Hi, my name is Janet, and I'm an emotional eater. I realized this fact a couple years ago, and I think I've found a way to cope. I've become an emotional cook. I've been battling anxiety and depression for a few years now. It's been a long, hard journey to get to where I am, mentally and emotionally. Rather than endure the psychotropic hit-and-miss game, I used to self-medicate with a few beers or a bottle of wine. I've since completely removed alcohol from my life. So what's this anxious, emotional gal to do when she feels the itch of looming distress? I cook.

I've been a stay-at-home wife for the past two months. I accepted a new job, but it came with certain requirements. Knowing my part in satisfying those requirements wouldn't take long, I resigned my previous job... Then, Murphy's Law kicked in. I'm still waiting on someone else to fulfill their requirements so that I may begin this new career(grrrrr). The extra time has come with some stress (thankfully, I've been frugal and stretched my money.) but it's come with some perks, too. I've gotten very keen on wearing comfortable clothes. And I've been cooking. A lot. I'll share a few of my triumphs and maybe, just maybe, I'll brag a bit.

I tackled Bouef Bourguinon, yum! For dessert that night we had the tasty concoction just below...

My first German Chocolate cake! I'd be interested to know just how *German* this is...

My first homemade yeast bread. I've always been so intimidated by yeast recipes! They are so sensitive, I'm still working on being happy with my bread. But, it is mighty tasty when it's warm and covered in a bit of butter!

Profiteroles! Hand piped and full of yummy pastry creme!

White Chicken Chili, which will be had again tomorrow at our church's annual Chili Cookoff!

Mini banana bread loves for Mr. Gig's breakfast, and pumpkin bites. Notice my curious furchild's hopeful gaze? Not today, Bammy, not today.

With the holiday season fast approaching, I hope you and yours live well, love well, and eat even better.