|I make a mean home-made pizza - dough, sauce, the works.|
I could keep my house spotless clean, craft up some beautiful decorations for each month and homeschool my kids like a boss. But the kitchen? Not so much.
I didn't know how to cook when I got married - blame it on my American-ness. I had a few specialty dishes up my sleeve for dinner parties, and a few things that I could pass off as edible - if I had a box mix of spices and a jar of pre-made spaghetti sauce. I couldn't make rice. And my grandmom had to buy me one of those egg stones that tell you when an egg is hard boiled.
It was bad.
|We're also really good at making fruit juices.|
Not the green kind.
It was great fun in the beginning - I had a few lady friends who came over and showed me how to make the staples (it took me about 80 times to get the rice right): rice, beans and boiled meat. Once I had the basics, I took on some of the more complicated dishes. It was wonderful. We had delicious food on the table for lunch every single day. It was filling and mostly healthy.
|I'm also pretty good at this|
kind of cooking. This was a
birthday present a few years
When I did go back to work outside of the house, I had to hire someone to watch the kids and help out in the house. It was amazing - I no longer had to cook, because this person took care of it. Every day!
Except I've now been working for four years and let me tell you, rice and beans gets boring. Really boring. And because I don't want to eat rice and beans every day, I got into a habit of eatinhg something - anything - as I ran out the door to work.
|I've also been known to whip up some baked goods.|
Jae will hate me for posting this picture :)
I only really know how to cook four or five things that aren't rice and beans.
This blog post was/is just a really long, drawn out way to get your sympathy and have you send me easy recipes to try out.
Got one for me?