Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Why I Blog, or My Love For a Dying Art

Anyone who knows me will tell you that I'm a little old fashioned. I wear a skirt to work, I make my own ketchup, and I've never been very good at paying for things. I prefer cake eye liner and don't buy any clothing or jewelry I can't see myself wearing at age 60. Don't get me wrong - I'm 26 years old, ok, I party like a rock star and curse like a sailor sometimes, too...
But I miss femininity. I long for the times when women knew how to walk in heels because their mommies taught them in their youth. I long for the times when women knew what a slow oven was. I long for the times when a lady didn't leave her house without her lipstick on. I long for a time when every lady had a top secret recipe she was famous for at church outings and family reunions, a recipe that of course, bore her name in some witty way.
The reality is that this is only my dream. Homemade ketchup is just not on everyone's agenda. Growing up in the 80's, fast was key. A lot of us ladies (and gents) missed the culinary experience pretty much all women before us had. Our moms were at work, not instructing us on how to make the perfect pie crust. As a result, a lot of ladies just don't care to play in their kitchens.
But for those ladies who do care to play and just don't know where to start, this blog's fer you.
I hope your families enjoy my recipes, and I hope they help you channel your inner domestic prowess!
All recipes are property of Domestic Prowess and may not be reprinted without written permission.

1 comment:

  1. Mmmmm...food. Can't wait to see what recipes you have to offer. And seriously, how do you make ketchup?