I do love jello.
Sometimes it's all about that beautifully-layered Jello salad. It's sitting there on the table at the church carry-in and I'm thinking - who has time to layer 25 layers of Jello? When it's in a mold is even more exasperating and even more beautiful. My life and adequacy in the kitchen do not come down to whether I have time to sculpt Jello salads – sometimes it's enough to boil hot dogs. Yet, why does that nagging feeling pick at the back of my head keep telling me that I'm not taking the time I should to create beautiful foods? Last week we talked about making healthier choices in the supermarket and not just mindlessly grabbing junk food. The bad part is, we can make that choice but need to follow through and cook something healthy. It does no good to have pristine heads of lettuce glimmering in the fridge along with those lovely celery stalks, and cartons of portabello mushrooms if we don't use them. Making the choice to buy them equals actually using the...