Spotted Pony, I recently lost one of my best friends after a year long battle with cancer, and honestly, during the four months before her death, I turned into a slug when it came to cooking. And I just went with it. I did whatever I had to do to get supper on the table without much effort (sandwiches, eggs, pizza, all kinds of tacos, etc.). Then this past weekend, I woke up in a cooking frenzy. I cooked from the time I got home from work on Friday until Sunday night. It feels so good to be back! We all get in slumps for different reasons, but they do pass. Have patience with yourself. This will pass, I promise.
"If you're lucky enough to live in the mountains, you're lucky enough."