I love my new kitchen. Seriously. But...I haven't used it much yet. After we moved, it was under construction for so many weeks. By the time it was finished, I was in the throes of preparing for a month-long vacation, and cooking unfortunately ended up near the bottom of my priority list. A lot of days, it was cold cereal for breakfast, lunch, and sometimes dinner. One of my goals for this fall is to get back into my healthy eating habits.
To that end, here is the spinach frittata I made for lunch. The recipe called for goat cheese, but, since I don't usually keep that stocked in my refrigerator (*cough, cough*), I used Swiss instead. I also more or less halved the recipe (it's hard to make half a recipe when it calls for nine eggs...), which still made plenty. These things are best consumed while they're fresh, in my opinion. (And yes, we do use 1970's olive green and gold china for everyday in our house... Hee...)
Amid all this cooking, I have discovered something. I think I knew it before, but I forgot. Cooking is, quite simply, good for the soul. You take a bunch of unrelated ingredients, mix them up, and something yummy and nutritious (hopefully) results. Kind of what God does in our lives...puts a bunch of seemingly unrelated events and circumstances together, mixes them up, and in the end, it's all good.
