Cooking; an art form?

I wonder sometimes, I'm not the best cook ever and I wouldn't go so far as to call myself a 'chef' or even qualify to be called one but one thing I do know for sure is that I have an intense and burning love for cooking. I consider cooking to be an art-form, when I'm cooking or working with food I want no one around me, it's my 'zen-zone', it's one thing that makes me more happy than anything else like when I'm training my Martial Arts. For me cooking is not just about creating something that tastes good but something that looks beautiful, I think there's a special connection made when you really get into cooking something and I think it shows in the way you display what you've created. I get a special one of a kind thrill, a great thrill.. An indescribable pleasure of the highest caliber from hearing honest feedback good or bad about my dishes, especially when it's good admittedly and especially when someones truly enthusiastic about something they've tasted that I've made. For the record, yes. I realize such a serious post from me is both fucking creepy and fucking weird, sorry. I need to express myself and I wanted to do it where I can at least assume it's being seen by others and perhaps I might even get some feed back and responses and know what others think and how they feel about cooking themselves and perhaps even my dishes. Over the past three nights? I've really been into the 'zone' lately, I've made James three separate dishes and they've all come out really quite well. Some spectacularly so. Here they are;

The first here is Gyokai-Kushi ( Skewered Seafood ) and boy was it a bitch to make, ever tried to use chopsticks to substitute actual skewers and slip little slivers of shrimp and vegetables onto? Fuck you, don't lie. You haven't. And if you have, you know; that shit is ever loving hard. Frankly this one came out looking incredibly pretty in my opinion and I was informed it was quite tasty.

The next is a simple Choushoku ( breakfast ) dish. It's more or less ( there are of course some minor alterations ) a traditional Japanese breakfast dish. Nori no rappu-gyo ( Dried Seaweed wrapped-fish ), Furaidoeggo ( Fried Egg ), ebi ( shrimp ) and Amai Gohan ( Sweet White Rice ), this one was really good I gather, those eggs? James devoured them in under like thirty seconds and no, I'm not kidding. If one is to take anything as a sign that it's good, one should take someone inhaling something like that as a definite sign.

And tonight? Dorayaki Choushoku ( basically they're the Japanese equivalent of pancakes ), of course it's another Japanese Breakfast dish and I think it came out beautifully. The Dorayaki themselves? Three stacks of Dorayaki with two layers concealing both a serving of Anko ( Sweetened Red Bean Paste ), four raspberries per tier and two chunks of breakfast meat ( sausage ) - Honestly I'm just inclined to repeat how proud of how beautifully I think this dish came out looking. I can't see any visual flaws with it and there were no complaints on flavour, I'm guessing by the fact that it was gone almost as quickly as the eggs that it was quite good as well.






So that's me, that's that. I think cooking is an art-form, I don't enjoy much else in life more than I do cooking and every single day I wake up everything is just a time-burner for the point in the day when I finally get to cook. I'm extremely enthusiastic and passionate about it which may be an understatement, to say I love it is.. A disservice.. Cooking is something I do that just fills me with a pride and a certain sense of complete oneness that I can't describe, right down to the pit of my soul.

And now.. Back to your regularly scheduled bullshit ( in other words, new posts coming soon. )