To me, cooking is one of the purest forms of therapy. Instead of focusing on whatever may be going on in life, you can pre-occupy your mind with the food: ingredients...tastes...smells...textures...timing.
And you feel a sense of accomplishment once you're done. Not only because you have something satisfying in front of you, but because it is YOURS. Your blood, sweat, and tears made those simple ingredients into a nutritious meal, a comforting snack, or even a mouthwatering dessert.
Jesus said there is more happiness in giving than there is in receiving. Even in food, I believe the truth in these words. Sharing with your mate or sharing with someone needy...Sharing with your best friend or sharing with a crowd, a certain sense of joy comes from creating something that you can enjoy together.
Whether you're making something you've made 1000 times before or exploring something entirely new, watching it come together and undergo a beautiful metamorphosis is truly something special. "That every man should eat and indeed drink and see good for all his hard work. It is the gift of God." Eccl 3:13
I hope that the next time you step into the kitchen, tired after a long day at work, or caring for the kids that maybe you can take a second to realize that what you're doing is really an act of love, and that is something to feel good about...even if it is just chili dogs and frozen broccoli! And maybe, just maybe you too will take a moment (be it ever so brief) to just enjoy the process.