A year ago, I was pregnant, living in a new town, starting up a new blog, and trying to keep from being lonely.

I had time, and two free hands, so I had rededicated myself to learning how to cook. How did that go?

Well.

I’ve learned to make chicken casserole with cornbread. I’ve learned to keep frozen veggies, canned soup and chicken in the house to make casserole anytime.

I’ve stopped using the make-and-take dinner service, it was wonderful, but it had become an expensive habbit.

I’ve mastered the pork pot roast, three ways.

I no longer screw up mashed potatoes. Yay!

I’m still looking for excuses to use the dutch oven. I made a pot of chili for an easter picnic. I almost didn’t get to try the chili, it disappeared so fast. Chili is an expensive dish though.

Mandajuice’s seared cauliflower recipe has made me fall in love with cauliflower. I can eat a whole head by myself.

The baby eats the single-ingredient babyfoods that I make for him. He won’t eat the combos I make for him though. I’m not sure if it’s the ingredients or the texture. Anyone know how to cook an egg and serve it to a baby?