A New Interest
I've been the family cook for years now. I was competent- and took a certain pride in my competence- but I didn't find it fun. I wouldn't experiment.
Now I'm reading recipe books.
Monday morning I was at a loose end, so I made a fritata. I had a slice for lunch- and we ate the rest cold when we came back from St. Helens. Yesterday I cooked a huge dish of moussakha.
Now I'm reading recipe books.
Monday morning I was at a loose end, so I made a fritata. I had a slice for lunch- and we ate the rest cold when we came back from St. Helens. Yesterday I cooked a huge dish of moussakha.
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I used to feel that way, but I've sort of clicked over. I reckon it's a job that has to be done, so why not make the most of it?
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I mean no insult to your family when I say that, they may have enjoyed your food immensely - I just have the general belief that childery is a drudgeful and depressing state for which I probably don't possess the requisite mental health, so am very anti the wide-ranging and inhuman expectations it imposes on people.
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I agree about childcare. It's the toughest work going. And the anxiety levels are off the scale.
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At the moment I'm mainly cooking from the BBC cookbooks and magazines.
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