I have a file in Google Docs called “mom’s recipes.”
For the past … however long this coronavirus lockdown has lasted, Thursday has been the day I look forward to the most.
It’s then that I open that document and begin my foray into cooking dishes that I grew up eating, ones that until now had not attempted to make for myself, dishes my mother was nice enough to text me how to cook. Baked shrimp scampi. Chicken kapama. Beef burgundy.
If the pandemic has forced people to pick up new hobbies, then consider me Chef Emeril.