There's a reason this blog isn't called Happy Jack Cooks: Then I'd actually have to, ya know...cook. And I love cooking, I do! But I also love being lazy. And eating out. And eating food someone else cooked. And being lazy.
I blame it on him.
He's really lazy. I think it's rubbing off on me. Especially when he's curled up on my chest when I should be washing dishes.
But anyway. I'm here today to tell you that yes, I do still use my pots and pans and yes, I'm aware that the last dish I posted that I actually cooked was a pork chop. Three weeks ago. Yes, I'm ashamed.
But I'm not ashamed that my big comeback is a bowl of nilaga, which I've posted not once, but twice before.
It's my go-to. My comfort. My never-fails-me, always-fills-me, can't-get-sick-of food. I made this particular nilaga on a lazy Sunday, when boiling meat for a couple of hours and throwing in some potatoes and cabbage and oh-why-not, some carrots, too, was all I could manage.
Can you tell I'm in hibernation mode here? This winter's been brutal. Thank goodness for familiar comfort foods.
Now if you'll excuse me, there's a fat cat on my lap in need of my immediate attention.