I can cook, (although I can't cook meat, but then again I don't eat it,) I can also bake. I'm better at baking in my opinion. My nan taught me a lot and the rest I just picked up as I went along.
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I can cook, (although I can't cook meat, but then again I don't eat it,) I can also bake. I'm better at baking in my opinion. My nan taught me a lot and the rest I just picked up as I went along.
Getting better and better. I made mashed potatos for the first time today.
I made mashed potatoes once. They came out to have the texture of slushy. :(Quote:
Originally Posted by theundeadhero
My boyfriend still ate it though and kept saying, "it's not THAT bad." Whatta great guy.
I can cook. I'm almost as good as chef Krelian.
The vomit probably gave away his true feelings though. :O_O:Quote:
Originally Posted by Miriel
I make things from a box. Just add water!
And I did not vomit.
I love to cook, and everyone says i'm good at it =]
I always make the mashed potatoes 'cause they always come out awesome.
I could if I had directions
I work in a cafeteria.
We all know all you need is INSTANT NOODLES in the military. :bigsmile:Quote:
Originally Posted by theundeadhero
give me a can opener and a can of soup and i can cook and mean can of soup.
Yes.
In my earlier years, my parents owned and both worked in a restaurant. Since the only person available to look after me was my grandmother, who was also a very busy woman, I ended up spending much of my time in the restaurant and—as hazardous as it was—its kitchen. I didn’t exactly learn how to cook, but I did develop interest in the trade, respect for chefs, and inspiration to try out cooking whenever I had the chance. I would probably be working at that restaurant now, but my father sold the place (he did not like being a “Yuppie”) and moved into a different business.
After moving, I gradually lost all interest in cooking. I pretty much went for several years without even thinking about cooking. It wasn’t until I was 11 years old (when I had to choose shop class or home ec.) that my interest in cooking was renewed. I had the boost of past experiences to keep me near the top of the class; however, I was never able to get the passion I should have had for cooking—perhaps due to the fact I was easily influenced by my father.
That same class ran into high school, where it eventually evolved into Food Technology. It was a class that I could both enjoy and feel good about doing well in. The fact that the teacher was less of a teacher and more like a mother made me much more comfortable about the class and cooking.
Despite all this, I have never seriously considered cooking anything more than a hobby. I don’t know why.
Uncontrollable gas?Quote:
Originally Posted by Del Murder
I can't cook. :bigsmile: