Photographic Memory

So, I made a fantastic dinner the other night. Red pepper, zucchini, black beans, cheddar, and green chile stuffed enchiladas topped with goat cheese served with lime soaked watermelon, pineapple, and honeydew sprinkled with chile powder and a garbonzo bean, fresh corn, heirloom tomato, cilantro, cucumber salad with a pepper honey vinaigrette. It was beautiful and delicious. One of my friends, Aspen, arrived and I explained to her I was going to take photos while we cooked. I had my camera out on a little table by the kitchen. I started explaining to her what we were doing and got her set up and then I started squeezing the rest of the limes. We cooked. Aspen cut herself. We walked to the store for band-aids. We cooked some more. Then my friend Craig arrived. There were drinks and last minute touches and I put the enchiladas in the oven to bake. We were in the middle of some Dj Hero on Wii before I realized I didn't take a single photo. I figured I could at least take a few of the final product. Then I forgot again! So Friday I decided I would take a consolation prize photo of the leftovers. Then I ate them.

I have no photos of my delicious meal for you. I don't mind though. I mean, I guess I did see it and eat it and maybe some of you mind but I have to admit that when I get really into something and am spending more time enjoying the experience rather than trying to make sure I document it...I get real joy from that. Maybe when I'm old I won't remember the night we listened to Common and The Bird and the Bee and cooked together and played Wii and then went through the Blender list of the 500 greatest songs of all time. But for now I do and I'm glad I was a part of it rather than standing on the outside photographing it.

I do promise to do some cooking by myself and take lots of pictures soon.