The magic number is five. Five recipes mastered, and it'd nailed. The five will vary according to each person. My five? A hamburger, a microwave hot dog, popcorn in an air popper, bolognese sauce, and anything from McDonald's. Some would claim vegetables are a good idea, and potatoes are a separate category. Your blog made me hungry and made me decide to look outside my usual rotation.
Generally I'm also a food utilitarian who prioritizes efficiency over extravagance when cooking for myself, but luckily Aina is a very eager and adventurous chef so she's got the elevated meals on lock for us. To be honest, my culinary skills are so inferior compared to hers that any attempt to cook something "nice" usually follows the same pattern: Hopes are high as I stand over the stove and get started, but 15 minutes later she has parachuted in to finish my bungled job while I shamefully watch from afar wondering where it all went wrong.
When we get to these dreary, dark days of November and December (even when it's not an election year, or night) cooking a nice meal, with all the smells and warmth slowly enveloping the room, and maybe some nice music playing, can be a lovely way to pass those dead hours until it's late enough to drink. Susan and I have been known to dance around the kitchen while cooking, which is also a great way lose a couple pounds before eating.
You lost me at your title, won me back with your first two sentences, lost me again with all the shopping and cooking, won me back with your last sentence. :)
What I'm hearing is a little bit of guilt. Those of us who know you know who the cook is in your relationship, and those who don't will now be able to guess! But don't beat yourself up too much. Bruce would be the first to admit he couldn't write a script, or give birth, or, even if he could, give brilliant notes while on the way to the delivery room
I married an amazing cook so when asked, my favorite recipes are simply stated as.: "You know that wonderful chicken curry dish you made a while back", or, "I love your cacio e pepe." or some similar entreaty. Of course, I volunteer to clean up which assures a recipe for success.
The magic number is five. Five recipes mastered, and it'd nailed. The five will vary according to each person. My five? A hamburger, a microwave hot dog, popcorn in an air popper, bolognese sauce, and anything from McDonald's. Some would claim vegetables are a good idea, and potatoes are a separate category. Your blog made me hungry and made me decide to look outside my usual rotation.
Generally I'm also a food utilitarian who prioritizes efficiency over extravagance when cooking for myself, but luckily Aina is a very eager and adventurous chef so she's got the elevated meals on lock for us. To be honest, my culinary skills are so inferior compared to hers that any attempt to cook something "nice" usually follows the same pattern: Hopes are high as I stand over the stove and get started, but 15 minutes later she has parachuted in to finish my bungled job while I shamefully watch from afar wondering where it all went wrong.
When we get to these dreary, dark days of November and December (even when it's not an election year, or night) cooking a nice meal, with all the smells and warmth slowly enveloping the room, and maybe some nice music playing, can be a lovely way to pass those dead hours until it's late enough to drink. Susan and I have been known to dance around the kitchen while cooking, which is also a great way lose a couple pounds before eating.
You lost me at your title, won me back with your first two sentences, lost me again with all the shopping and cooking, won me back with your last sentence. :)
What I'm hearing is a little bit of guilt. Those of us who know you know who the cook is in your relationship, and those who don't will now be able to guess! But don't beat yourself up too much. Bruce would be the first to admit he couldn't write a script, or give birth, or, even if he could, give brilliant notes while on the way to the delivery room
Oh no, not a drop of guilt at all!
I married an amazing cook so when asked, my favorite recipes are simply stated as.: "You know that wonderful chicken curry dish you made a while back", or, "I love your cacio e pepe." or some similar entreaty. Of course, I volunteer to clean up which assures a recipe for success.
As the main cook in the family Steven always does the dishes. Such a great system!