So, love doesn’t necessarily have to be about people, right? Or maybe I can tie it in, somehow. We’ll just see how this goes.
I have a relative fondness for cooking, but it isn’t something I think I’m very good at. I’ve never been that person who can throw in a little bit of this and that and have something magically happen that is called good food. Nope, I’m a recipe sort of gal. I think that’s why I like baking so much. There’s a science to it, I’m told, and not only that, something sweet and delicious comes out in the end.
My sister loves cooking. She stayed at my house for a weekend during the summer, and I got to watch her cook salmon and some potatoes and some rather yummy vegetables without a recipe. She literally tried a few things, threw them out because they were gross and started over again. I simply don’t have the patience. I also think there’s a sort of knowing which items work well together, you know?
I do love cooking shows, though. I watch Chopped, Top Chef, Hell’s Kitchen, Master Chef and pretty much anything else you can think of. I think I like the competition aspect of the shows more than I like the cooking. However, during Master Chef this summer, they actually had little tutorials on cooking different dishes. I actually learned how to make scrambled eggs the Gordon Ramsey way, and I have to say that they are delicious. My kids hate them because they are too soft, and I give them crap because they like overcooked eggs. It’s a good time all around.
My siblings and I are getting together in a few weeks, and my sister said she wanted to throw a mystery basket together and try to do our version of Chopped. I told her that I would put the baskets together and judge, but I had no interest in cooking, whatsoever. She’s going to try and talk more people into it.
So, there you have it. My short little account of my fondness for cooking. I suppose it’s better than snubbing my nose at it.
Love Is In Da Blog is hosted by Bee Halton. Today’s prompt was “fondness”.