Addictions, yes, I have them, plenty of them, and I am going to admit to one now. I do believe I am becoming addicted to Lawry's Seasoned Salt, which in turn aggravates my cooking problem, and we all know good cooking leads to wine consumption. It is a gateway drug, the Lawry's, I warn you, stay away from it!

It all started with the book that I bought for myself for my birthday...The Pioneer Woman Cooks. The book is a cookbook that grew from a blog, and it chronicles the life of a woman who became an accidental cowboy's wife. GREAT book, funny, engaging, photos shot with a Nikon camera (not a camera phone!) and the recipes, too, are wonderful. I've already cooked two, and am planning on cooking The Pioneer Woman's meatloaf this week...wrapped in bacon, how can that be wrong?

Well, she also uses this Lawry's Seasoned Salt, and I whipped it in the cart on my trip to the good 'ol Price Chopper last week and have been trying it in and on all kinds of things since.

I came home tonight, exhausted from my class, and the damn time change, but at least knowing the menu was going to be simple baked cod, brown rice, and some steamed yellow squash. HERE is where it went instead.

I prepped the cod, and dressed it with olive oil, oregano, Lawry's Seasoned Salt, and some fresh ground pepper, and threw it in the oven. Then, when I went to get the rice, I came across two packages of Saffron rice. Brown rice is good and all, but this was a way better option , and sent me towards my next concoction. I grabbed some diced tomatoes, artichoke hearts, and black olives from my pantry cupboard, sauteed them up with some garlic and olive oil, and cooked the diced up yellow squash in that instead...also with some oregano, and, again, with the Lawry's. IT was FREAKING AMAZING and SO called out for a bottle of wine. Tim was calling out for the wine too, but see, here's where the addictions begin to circle their wagons. Did I say glass? No, I said BOTTLE. In February when I felt my weight needing to be "reigned in" from the winter coat I had put on, I made a pact with myself not to drink during the week, for that very reason. One glass of wine just does not resonate with living a life, to me, and therefore I'd rather live without. Well, it looks like, in order to maintain my non drinking promise, I am also going to have to hold back on my cooking and throw out the Lawry's. That's it, Pioneer Woman, I am through with you, and your Lawry's Seasoned Salt too...oh wait...well, after I make your damn meatloaf.