I've got chef's block. I'm not referring to the 500 lb block of wood in the center of my kitchen; I'm referring to the chef analog to writer's block. I can't think of anything to cook. It should be so easy to combat:
Step 1: Chef develops a craving.
Step 2: Chef becomes hungry.
Step 3: Chef goes to kitchen and cooks up whatever chef was craving.
The only problem is that this chef hasn't had a craving over a month. I have literally been eating whatever comes my way, without ever having a desire to eat anything else. While in India, every meal was Indian food. Sure, there were choices between one masala and the next, lentils or chickpeas, paneer or potatoes, but there was no way to satisfy a craving for, say, a hamburger.
Upon returning from India, I, like everyone else, expected that I would have missed hanging out in the kitchen and I'd be totally inspired to cook. But no. Every day at lunch, I've had either leftovers from dinner the night before or a Jimmy John's sandwich (Vito with hot peppers -- because that's what my secretary knows I always get there so that's what he's been bringing me as I slave away at my desk). Dinner the night before has been leftover chicken curry that Mr. Rose requested for dinner on Sunday night. We ate it for 3 days. There are no more leftovers and I wonder if it's healthy to consume three Vitos with hot peppers in a week. What if this continues and I consume three Vitos with hot peppers per week for the next three weeks? Is that healthy?
Health consequences aside, I wonder if I'll ever get my chef mojo back. What happened to the daily lunch daydreaming that would start at approximately 10:15 a.m.? What happened to the daily dinner daydreaming that would start approximately 30 seconds after I swallowed my last bite of lunch? I recall that being fun, albeit a little obsessive-compulsive. Unfortunately, you can't make up an obsession where there is none. And I appear to have misplaced mine.
Well, the chicken curry I made last Sunday was pretty tasty, if I do say so myself. And getting back in the kitchen did feel natural -- like I'd never been gone. I presume I can still make anything upon request. But I'm lacking the inspiration to create. Someone. Please send help.