Challenge Entry
I was a little bit bummed to roll Kitchen Magic. I really donāt identify with being a kitchen witch, but I decided that maybe I needed to think on things to see why the universe wanted me to focus there. So, I put my big girl pants on and dove right in.
I started with deep cleaning my kitchen Our kitchen is pretty small and is definitely well used, so itās always in need of a good scrub. I sprayed some smudging spray and took a few minutes to appreciate the fact that I have so many gadgets to make cooking and kitchen tasks easier and the fact that our family has an abundance of healthy food to eat and that we are surrounded by many mouths to feed.
On Sunday, I woke up to a dreadfully dreary day. I wake up on weekends way early so I can have the house to myself. There was thunder rumbling, rain pouring⦠it was divine. I brewed some coffee and enjoyed listening to the rain while I prepped some honey graham bread to bake in my breadmaker. I thought about how many witches before me prepped dough and spent so much time making bread daily and how lucky I am to be able to toss some ingredients into the breadmaker and turn it on. I also made some homemade honey butter with honey from the hive we had removed from our house awhile ago. It was yummy. Once the bread was finished, we topped it with the honey butter and homemade fig preserves. It was a great treat for a dreary day!
We also had guests coming over on Sunday to play (kid playdate, but mom and I get along great too) so I chopped up some fruit and veggies and crackers and such, as well as a few sweets, and set some tea to brew before they arrived. It was great for the kids to have some grab and go snacks, and the tea was another delightful treat on a dreary day. Also, it made out guests feel very welcome.
The thing that really sunk in as I tottled in the kitchen this week is that, whether I like it or not, the kitchen is the heartbeat of our home. We do so much work there to enhance the atmosphere of our home. We are a busy family and sometimes the kitchen is a disaster (read that most of the time the kitchen is a disaster), but everyone is fed, watered, and treated there with love.
And, as much as I donāt identify as a kitchen witch, I noticed that I really do tend to do a lot of things: homemade fig preserves that taste like summer in March, warm homemade bread, homemade honey butter, tea, coffee, everyoneās favorite treats. Maybe Iām more of a kitchen witch than I thought! ⦠I still hate to cook though!