Monday, March 28, 2011

My Relationship With The Kitchen

Cooking—why must we eat to survive? I like the “fruits of the labor” so to speak…but ugh, I have to be in a “mood” to cook.

And don’t get me wrong, I cook even when I’m not in a “cooking kind of mood.”
Because I have to.

I have a hectic schedule and sometimes cooking can be a long, tedious, inconveniencing task.

Especially when you’re sleep deprived.

So you’re probably thinking that I have an eating disorder or something—not true.

Sometimes I just don’t want to do it...

I cannot lie.

Ok most of the time.

I can't help it. 

I’m just not one of those people that love to cook...although I wish I was.

But I’m not.

I hardly ever look forward to cooking.

Ok never.

No, wait I'm lying...

There have been times when I enjoyed it…but definitely not each and every time.

Definitely not.

These moments are few and far between (haha)!

But something's better than nothing...right?

Just to clarify—when I say “cook” I’m referring to meals.


Real meals.

Big meals.

Not macaroni and cheese or ramen noodles.

I’m talking about cooking.

And no, I’m not eating alone if that’s what you’re picturing—I have a family to cook for.

And I don’t cook five days a week (thankfully).

So why am I complaining?

Because I can.J

I think we all have something we're not too fond of.

And for me it's cooking.
Sometimes we’ll go out to eat and sometimes we’ll just make something fast.

I love the days when I’m not a slave in the kitchen.

But I love my family too…damn it.

Sometimes I wish I could be one of “those lucky people” that enjoy new recipes and love to cook.

But I’m not.

So, basically, this blog is about my love/hate relationship with the kitchen.

Do you have one?

I’d love to hear about it.

Please don’t hesitate to tell me what’s On Ur Mind.

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