If you would’ve told me 10 years ago when I started blogging (it was way cooler then, and called online journaling! LOL), that I would be posting food, health and fitness articles, I would’ve laughed right in your face. Partially because I was that kind of precocious as a teen, but also because I wouldn’t have believed you. Likewise, if you would’ve told me that I truly had curly hair I just needed to tame the wilderness that rested atop my head. But that’s another story for another day. For now, we will stick with the health and fitness. And food. And the color pink. A lot to discuss!
When I was growing up, I resolutely balked learning to cook, spending time in the kitchen and wearing the color pink. Weird, I know, but it was all for the same reason – girls were expected to do it, so I wouldn’t. I had been taught early on that a woman’s place was in the kitchen, and that just really didn’t suit me. I spent as much time as I could out of the kitchen, just because I was told that was where I had to be. Little did I know then that I was actually absorbing some of what my mothers were teaching (yes, I have 2 moms – 1 in each family, also known as my Latino and White families, my Hispanic and Caucasian families, etc. To read a bit about these different families, check this post) when they were cooking and I was pretty sure I was trying to ignore what was happening.
I’m pretty sure it is all my husband’s fault for these changes, so I’m going to place the blame securely on him. When I lived by myself, I rarely cooked and when I did it was just enough to do – nothing spectacular, no fanfare, you know. Now that’s not to say that I was starving, by any means. I had gained weight and was between 150-170 when I lived on my own. And then we moved in together. It became obvious to us that one of the two of us would need to start making sustenance for ourselves. My husband had previously lived with his parents, and while he could fend for himself from a freezer pretty well, he was used to his homecooked meals every now and then. And meat. A lot of it, which is something I didn’t really do when I was single.
Regardless, one of us would need to cook and it certainly wasn’t my man. His idea of a good meal is something fried meat with some fried potato. Vegetables exist only in potatoes and corn. Right, that was really not going to cut it. So I started cooking. Unfortunately, he liked – and still likes – my cooking. My head began to swell and I branched out into previously unexplored territories. When our family grew with the addition of our son, it became even worse. Somehow when we merged into one family and added more, I had started baking – and also loved it. I baked when I was single, but mostly just little things like Apple Bread or Zucchini Bread. Now I’m baking cakes and cupcakes – elaborate tiered things, or fancy pancy things. I know, crazy. No wonder I gained weight!
Now, though, it’s a different story. See, I don’t mind cooking. In fact, I love it. I also don’t mind the color pink. My husband started buying me maternity clothes when I was pregnant with our son and almost everything was pink. Now I wear pink all the time. But the weight gain thing, that has to stop. I made a personal choice to get my act together and workout, eat well and be healthy. Now my husband and son want to get in on it. Since I work outside the home and we are also not full in wallet, packing my lunch is a very basic step for me. But I wanted to spice it up, to make it interesting and improve it. Thus, I started checking out Just Bento and other bento blogs/sites. I fell in lurv.
So today I’m premiering my first Bento, which is totally a beginner bento, but I’m also proud to say that I made myself a 2 egg tamagoyaki using this recipe from Just Bento! The only difference was that I used red chili flakes instead of bonito flakes. I need to build up some of my staples, but I can totally see this working. Plus, it’s adorable! The plan is to start making them for myself and branch out into making them for my son and husband. Of course, my tamagoyaki looks nothing like the one on Just Bento. I also couldn’t find any of my spatulas, as my 2 year old chef likes to use them, and ended up trying to use an angled spatula for icing for it. Yeah, it worked, but no it isn’t pretty. I also used dark soy sauce, so it’s pretty dark. Also, the recipe says it’s great for a secondary protein, but I went ahead and made 2 and called it a primary protein because I was out of time and out of ideas.
So without further ado, here is my first bento:
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