To 2023.

Most years, New Year’s Day pork and greens and black-eyed peas has been one of the only meals I cooked. Short of a Crock-Pot here and there, it’s just never been my thing.

But in February 2022, I rented a cabin in Garden Valley, Idaho for a week of working remotely because I couldn’t stand my own four walls anymore and I was hoping for a glimpse of the Milky Way. Well, it was cloudy every minute of my week – so no stars – but I mailed myself an introductory offer to Hello Fresh, so I wouldn’t starve in my cabin in the woods.

And it stuck.

I wasn’t looking for a new hobby and I didn’t declare any 2022 Resolutions to cook more. In fact, I don’t really do resolutions because the list would be too damn long. No, it just kinda happened. I needed a way to eat for a week, I tried it — and I didn’t hate it. Turns out maybe I hate shopping more than I hate cooking?

Nevertheless, 2022 was the year I cooked. 2-3 times A WEEK.

So all I’m declaring about 2023 is to continue saying YES to new things, big and small. Nothing specific, just eyes wide open for something new. (Well. Maybe a 2nd chance at the Milky Way. That’s been on ‘the list’ ever since.)

Here’s to 2023.