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I like nice food. I want my family to be healthy. I love my family and want the best for them. But me + cooking don't get on.
I have mageirocophobia - haha. I just love a new word.
I'm not sure why I don't like cooking. My mum never really seemed to enjoy cooking, she dislikes the fact that everyone is elsewhere chatting and enjoying themselves and she's in the kitchen cooking. But she always cooks really nice meals. I kind of feel the same, I like to be with people and it can be rather a lonely job. My ideal would be to have a kitchen/diner with room for comfy seats so that I can be with the family when I cook...but right now that's not an option. So I'll just have to suck it up. LOL
My other issue is attention span. Here is a transcript of a typical conversation:
G: What's that hissing noise?
ME: I've no idea
[smoke alarm activates]
ME: Oh poo, I forgot, I was cooking.
I've burned frozen peas, yes frozen peas. I forgot to put water on them. Forgetting to put water into a pan is a common problem.
My other issue is oven gloves. I burn them. I've had to evacuate the house a few times, twice for oven gloves and once for a grill tray handle that I had detached and put under the grill. I worked for a few years in a school kitchen and I am renowned as the only person to have ever burned a hole in an oven cloth. :) Amazing that they ever let me loose on the deep fat fryer! G bought me some fire-proof oven gloves and I have burnt them. It's a gift. He's threatened to get me some welders gauntlets as a last resort.
It's the attention span, I'm rather like these dogs from the film Up! SQUIRREL!
I can be cooking away, someone says something to me and I totally forget that I am cooking awakened only by hissing and spitting sounds from the kitchen, or the smoke alarm going off.
Cheese on toast is a great problem. I have actually sat staring at the grill pan whilst the cheese on toast cooks, I've drifted off into a daydream, and it's set on fire in front of my very eyes.
Anyway, 2014 is the year I'm going to start loving cooking...maybe. I've set up a couple of cooking programmes to record for some inspiration - one is Jamie's Money Saving Meals and the other is The Taste with Nigella Lawson.
SQUIRREL!
What was I saying?...
Oh yes...
Day 1 - was actually yesterday. We had homemade vegetable soup for lunch and roast chicken dinner for tea.
Day 2 - we had a quick lunch because we were going out, I just made eggs on potato waffles. For tea I'm using up the leftover chicken to make some chicken fajitas.
So, have you had a good day? It's been cold, wet and miserable today. I want to plant out some primroses, tulips and snowdrops. Hopefully tomorrow will be better for that. I'm planning to take down our Christmas decorations today or tomorrow too.
Here's to Sarah Super-Chef!
6 comments:
I am frozen today. You know how it is when you get cold and can't feel warm. I just took a nap all snuggled up with Kira and I know I am warm - I can feel it if I touch my hands and feet but I don't feel it if you get my drift. You asked. :)
I taught a cute owl craft today at our homeschool group. But mostly it is one of those days where I can't seem to get anything done - I never understand these types of days...how are they different?
I know what you mean about being so cold. I love those wheat bags you can put in the microwave. My feet get so cold, even when it's quite mild.
I'm not sure why we get those sort of days. I guess it's just marveling in the little triumphs - what you have achieved (owl craft) and not thinking about what might have been done if life was perfect. :)
what a fun word. :)
SQUIRREL...better go check your food. ;)
Good luck with the cooking! I have similar problems with gardening. Can't remember to water things. Have even managed to kill cacti through lack of water
Haha, no squirrels here today. Food remained unburned! Success! LOL
I'm working hard on my gardening issues. I have houseplants that only get watered when I notice they're wilting. But today! I watered them BEFORE they wilted! I'm like a new woman. LOL :D
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