Delicious

Yesterday I was puttering away in the kitchen and decided to make myself a nice lunch.  I tried a new recipe, chicken artichokes in white wine sauce with pasta.  I had a delightful time making it.  I cup up the chicken, drained the artichokes, soaked chicken in flour, salt, and pepper.  I used a lot of olive oil and butter, sautéed the artichokes, then the chicken, and then everything together with wine... Pouring the wine into the pan was absolutely exhilarating, the sizzle and flavor, the aromas bursting forth into the air.  I cup up a lemon and squirted the fresh juice into the pan.  After that, I cooked some penne to add in with the dish. 
It was so good, a very satisfying meal.  Some of my friends cook and buy the same things week after week.  I totally appreciate their practicality, but I can't live that way.  I love variety and trying new things, and I want to constantly push myself to do so... not just with food but with other things too.  Learning cultures, reaching out to friends and new people, dancing, taking courses, listening to people, reading challenging books, dating, dreaming, exploring possibilities, working the body...

Just like when the wine poured into the pot and the sizzle was heard, so our lives can sound with excitement and hope.  It's wonderful to feel the start of dreams, special things, new friendships, but with time, the wine cooks in and the meal gets thicker, tastier, more appealing.  I want to feel the sparks in my life and let good things simmer.  Things that will not be quick and easy, but things that prove their richness with time.