So, as I’m sitting here eating a piece of cake and typing this post, I started thinking…
Goodness, I have no energy to do anything anymore. Or enough daylight, for that matter. Let me tell you something, working in a kitchen is DEFINITELY not for everyone. Between spending days without having a proper lunch, walking around for 10 hours straight with a full house, and not getting nearly enough sleep, I can safely say that this job is probably the most tiring, rushed, amazing thing that has ever happened to me, and I don’t regret following that path one bit.
Being alone. Learning how to be alone. Does anyone know how to do that, really? I know I don’t.
I’ve always enjoyed my solitude, getting the bus back home alone, going for walks, locking myself in my bedroom with nothing but some music in my ears. It gives you time to figure out things, and to figure things out. It’s definitely a way to get to know yourself, or to even trick yourself into thinking that you do. Solitude is clearing, at the same time that it is cloudy, it can make you find all the answers, or give you more questions to deal with. Point is, I love that about it, the way it forces me to find my own way through life, because nobody else is gonna do that for you, and we often find ourselves living in denial, waiting for something or someone to come to the rescue. I don’t fancy, however, the feeling of loneliness.
Aside of my computer, there’s this giant pile of tiny papers, with a bunch of anotations, written recipes and lists. Oh so many lists. Inspiration, for me, comes out of nowhere. I can be doing something completely different from cooking, when, suddenly, an idea pops in my head, and I just have to write it down. Same thing happened with this recipe.
I spent a week trying to think of a good recipe to be my first post. Yes, a week. I don’t know, I guess I’m a perfecctionist. I wanted it to be beautiful and, of course, tasty. And I think I got it spot on. I knew it had to have figs in it (I have no idea why, but I was craving it like craaaazy), but a fig tart would be a bit too boring. So this galette came to mind.