Information Glut

Last night I was searching through recipes for a knockoff of Outback's steak seasoning that we've made to send to my sister. I remember the seasoning involved a mortar and pestle and a ridiculous amount of spices being measured out in 1/4 teaspoon increments, which seemed and still seems ridiculously small. I also remember Andrew getting attacked by it and spending a considerable amount of time in the kitchen sneezing. He did love the seasoning though.

I've already wandered off point. Let me turn the car around.

As I was searching through the stack of 8.5" x 11" sheets we keep on the recipe bookshelf, I realized some things:

a) I print a lot of recipes

b) I rarely actually MAKE these recipes

c) Bloody hell, these recipes need to be organized and put into a binder

I spend a significant portion of my life in close proximity to high-speed internet. I'm constantly trying to convince myself that I like cooking. These are two very combustible truths, which have apparently led to a fireball of papers on my kitchen bookshelf.

I love to organize. I could be a professional organizational expert if I didn't have to deal with people in order to do it. However, when I have tried to organize these recipes, I become overwhelmed.*

So, I'm going to try to organize these recipes. I'm going to try not to print more recipes--

Wait, that's just setting myself up for failure.

I'm going to try not to print very many more recipes until I've gone through what I have. Once they are organized it will be easier to look through them. Theoretically, that could lead to me using them more. Even if it doesn't, I'll be able to look at that bookshelf without thinking, "Good lord, I need to organize that."

Bring on the binders and plastic sleeves, and ward off the cooking websites.

*I do not have the same experience when I organize my knitting patterns. There seems to be no logic for this except that I like knitting way more than I like cooking.