The drama with my wrist injury continues, even today. And anyone who has gone through lengthy medical problems understand when I say that it's so very important for distractions. Otherwise, your emotions get the better of you. So I only came on to write about a victory last night, which was every inch of a distraction that I needed. I cooked my first duck!
I know, I know... that is definitely the last thing anyone would guess as being a victory. But cooking has always been a distraction of mine. And unfortunately it's a distraction that I don't get to partake of because of this stupid injury. But the duck was a victory for a few reasons. First, I've only eaten duck once. My knowledge of this meat product is pretty much boiled down to the fact that I like the slightly gamy flavour of this particular poultry. Second, my family never cooked duck, ever. So I've got bragging rights for being the first! In fact, my whole family had an upturned nose when I told them I wanted to cook a duck. My sisters haven't had duck before. My dad ordered it once in a restaurant and my mom sampled from his plate. So not only did I get bragging rights for cooking something no one in my family has cooked before, I also get bragging rights because the duck came out amazingly well for the first time. And in the case you were interested in the pairings for duck, steamed asparagus and mashed potatoes went great with the duck! The biggest victory was just the ability to cook. Yes, I was in pain while cooking, even though doing about 85% everything left handed. But I had to do it. I hate not being able to do anything. I hate having to give up many of the things I love to do. So just to put my will over pain was satisfying. I'm not cooking today, or probably for the rest of the week. But I can hold my head up high and say that I cooked a duck!
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