During college, the last thing any student is doing is learning how to cook. We all just feast upon the horse crap food served in the mess halls and devour the "ramey noods" after cafeteria hours. After a few years of college I found my pallet beginning to be tired of the hard noodles with powdered flavoring and of course the cafeteria tacos that looked like a crime scene. I moved into my very own apartment and began the search of good food. I started watching the food network religiously, collected a plethora of cookbooks, and joined about every recipe website I could. I thought I was doing this to rid my mind of the previous years of slop, but after I really thought it out I figured out the REAL reason for my love of cooking.. TO BEGIN THE WIFE PREP! I guess I knew that a good wife was a good cook.. My mom was never really the house cook.. she worked her tail off all the time and didn't have time for all that boilin' and broilin'.. However, I have always wanted to be that old timey wife that did all the cookin', cleanin', and kid raisin'... WOW! That sounds terrible now that I think about it.. Either way,, I have really loved cooking for awhile. When the hubs and I got together he was really into my love of cooking.. He came from a great household with a mom that could cook ANYTHING!! She has all these secret cookbooks that you cant buy anymore and a binder full of secret family recipes that makes me salivate. Someday I hope she begins sharing with me.. until then, Ill just sneak into the kitchen when she's in bed and take pictures with my phone. haha. :) Anyways.. .She paved a hard path for me to follow. I am trying though friends..
Hubs made me a huge chalkboard to hang in the kitchen that I write the menu on for the week. I sit down every Sunday evening make out a menu list and grocery list. Then I do an inner drumroll and write it on the chalkboard.. I know what you are thinking.. PSYCHO! or That will last about 6 months.. well if you thought either thing, you are probably right.. but either way, it is fun for me to do now. I love the organization. I forgot to mention I have some serious OCD.. the board helps me to stay sane.. Oh shoot.. gotta go.. The board is hanging crooked..................*door slams*
Thanks for throwing me under the "I can't cook bus!" At least you gave me an out with the fact that I was working to keep it all afloat and didn't have time. I don't see the big deal. There's cereal in all flavors imaginable and milk doesn't go bad for a couple weeks. Get a bowl and a spoon. It's what's for dinner. :) Love you and proud that you took after your Dad and can cook.
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