See, I’ve got this weakness.
Cookbooks. I love 'em.
Well, I bought this one last year. The Essential Vegetarian Cookbook: Your Guide to the Best Foods on Earth, by Diana Shaw. It looked cool. It’s certainly not your granola and tofu type thing. Really has some great recipes. Covers basics plus more involved recipes and things. You can read about it here at Amazon.
But…
it’s low-fat, low-white sugar/white flour type recipes and I missed that when I initially looked at it.
I cannot tell you how anti-low fat I am. And we won’t even discuss how much sugar I consume.
So it sits on my cookbook shelf. Languishing. Crying out to be used, to be loved, to be appreciated. I’ve written in it a couple places to indicate if the recipes were good or little notes on what to change but other than that its in mint condition.
Want it? I’ll mail it to you for free as long as you promise to use it. First come, first serve.
I have a bunch of nice Betty Crocker cookbooks from the 1950’s with great recipes and no commentary on how the rain forest in Borneo is destroyed and we’re all going to die in a matter of minutes…
It might make good kindling, though, or emergency toilet paper…
If you insist on getting rid of it, I’ll take it. I’m tryingt o adjust my diet and that might provide some alternatives to pasta and pork-raost.
You could also make it part of your White Elephant package (though you really should give it to me, but whatever ;))
I guess I’m a few minutes too late. My stomach’s been giving me fits lately and this past week I’ve been mulling over the idea of trying to go vegetarian. Not something I really know how to do, since I grew up in a meat and potato’s sort of environment. I can fry up some heavenly fried chicken, make a killer pot roast and gravy, but all my veggies seem over done or rather tasteless by comparison to a good veggie dish when dining out.
Oh and the men in the house will not tolerate a veggie lifestyle, so I’d have to be trying it just for me to feel better.
