Some of my favourite meals start with no plan at all. Just opening the fridge, seeing what’s there, and letting the kitchen decide. It’s a kind of cooking that feels relaxed and forgiving, especially after a long or busy day.
There’s freedom in not following a recipe. You taste more, adjust as you go, trust your instincts. Maybe it’s leftovers turned into something new, or a handful of ingredients that wouldn’t usually meet but somehow get along just fine. It doesn’t have to be clever — it just has to work.
Cooking like this reminds me that the kitchen isn’t a place for rules. It’s a place for making do, for learning, for small successes that only you might notice. A well-seasoned sauce, a piece of toast done just right, a meal that quietly does its job.
Not everything has to be saved, photographed, or perfected. Sometimes the best thing you can cook is something simple, eaten while it’s hot, and then forgotten by the next day. And that’s perfectly enough.
I hope you get chance to cook something that makes you smile this week.
