Yes, I Cook. No, the world isn't ending.

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This made me laugh out loud! You have a way of putting your feelings to words that make me feel what you are feeling. Thanks for brightening my day (and making me tired by hearing about all your work today). What an accomplishment to have 80 meals in the freezer. When I did stay home and take care of my family, I never did the freezer meal route. Why didn't I? It sounds like it would have saved me loads of time. Right now my hubby cooks, cleans, and takes care of me since he's not working. I'm getting spoiled and almost hope he doesn't have work (almost because I don't like having to pinch all those pennies to have him home).
Yes, what a major accomplishment! Lee does most of the cooking in our relationship too, for the same reason. He's a first-shifter who gets home by 2:30. We never know when I'm going to get home, but the earliest ever is after he's already been there 3-4 hours. But in our case, he IS a much better cook than me : ).

My ex-husband was a chef. Now that I think about it, I have never been the cook in my household, and I'm okay with that!
I'd say you've got it goooood! :)
Joel
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I related to this on several levels and it is nice to see the story behind what was indeed a curious response to your FB status.

Both my brothers are exceptional cooks who can taste something and then go make it. One is still a respected professional chef (I've seen pictures of him posing with his food; tell me that's not weird). The other was a professional chef too but just got sick of the business (awful hours, tough to get good help and he's the type who couldn't ever put up with the ridiculous politics). My sister is a good cook too (though she probably went through a longer phase of being not so good than either of my brothers and, no offense to her, doesn't approach their genius in the kitchen; I don't either, for that matter).

It got to the point that I was doing most of the cooking in our little household even though Deb wasn't "working" (she always kept plenty busy) for lots of reasons, but she was a great cook and a lot of what I made she had coached me through several times. She didn't really use (or if she did, she didn't often follow) recipes or cookbooks. Indeed, Christine and I were often frustrated because most of the recipes she wrote left out vital steps. One of us would be working off of one of her recipes and would have questions like, "Um, okay, does this all just get thrown together and thrown in the oven or what?" And, of course, it didn't. There was usually a definite process but it all just seemed obvious to her. Also, she was notorious for not writing the amounts of ingredients. "Just, yaknow, add however much makes it taste good," she'd respond. "Please just give me a range at least and I'll eventually figure it out," I'd exclaim in frustration. I'm decent in the kitchen but I like at least starting with a recipe. Though I have whipped up a couple of things (more mash-ups--ooh, that sounds bad--than truly original creations, still).

Anyway, what this mostly brings into focus is that I've completely gotten out of the habit of cooking since Deb passed; much of what I have cooked has been a couple of Christine's favorite dishes when she was in town. Eek, I did the turkey and gravy this Thanksgiving (the first time in a couple of years) and the kids were nice about it, but I was very displeased with the results.

I even bought one of those vacuum sealers, realizing that it made sense to cook and freeze multiple portions and trying to inspire myself with the new gadget, but have mostly used it for leftover pizza and hot dogs. Really. That's just sad, isn't it? It's getting to the point where I'm almost motivated again. By both my waistline and my checking account, which, sadly, are rapidly running in opposite directions. Really, though, it makes sense to me that it was easier to cook for someone than just for myself.

But, uh, hey, Carmen, if you're ever in Dallas and really want to exercise those cooking skills, I know this pathetic widower who's forgotten his way around the kitchen. ;-) The good thing is that I still remember how to wash dishes--not that I'm always timely about it . . .

"By both my waistline and my checking account, which, sadly, are rapidly running in opposite directions."

I love this line, Joely! LOL! And if I'm ever in Dallas again, it might indeed be fun to drop by and cook something or other. Then you can vacuum pack it to bits! LOL! I've worked in professional kitchens but I'm more likely to be on the desert end of things, which is fine by me, given my sweet tooth. I'd like to learn from a chef but I wouldn't want that high pressure kind of job. No sir, no thanks!

Yes, it is really bizarre that you can be known for your fantastic cake-making skills but also be considered a "know-nothing" in the kitchen.

I laughed so hard when I read this. Please let me know when you have successfully changed the "boxes" that we are put in. I look forward to the day.

I think you know that I don't cook much either. DH carries the bulk of that load. I have no love for cooking. If I could change anything in the world, I would make our family a group of air plants. Then I would go after all the corrupt businesses that are contributing to air pollution. Look out DuPont!

You don't cook much? Surely you jest!

Yay for DH!

Yay for air! (Ick to DuPont!) LOL!

I do cook on a daily basis, but very minimally (eggs, make yogurt, peel vegetables). I will do more, but only when forced. I really detest cooking. DH does make dinner almost on a daily basis and always for big holiday meals or when we have to transport a meal. Problem is, he doesn't like it either. So I may have to pick up this chore again shortly.
You and I really should work out some interesting and creative ideas. You have a freezer right? We could cook up some healthy stuff in a big long day of work and then freeze enough so that you get a break... It could be fun! This is the kind of cooking my kitchen was made for! And I could learn alot from your crew's dietary needs. And.... it could be fun!
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