I love to eat, but I hate to cook. Though it’s likely that I don’t like it because I have no idea what I am doing. And when I do attempt a homemade meal…it turns out like it did tonight…revolting mess not even suitable for a rapid raccoon to munch on as a last resort. It was disgusting. I didn’t even have to ponder to figure out what went wrong. I was the problem. There are a few things I have done right. Mircrowaving can go well sometimes. Let’s see, making toast is a complicated task, though I can usually manage. I should probably take a cooking class. It’s bad. If you are also a bad cook, you are not alone. It gets to the point where you are tired of frozen dinners, but you are too afraid of your cooking. I hope that maybe someone can rescue me from my terrible cooking. Or maybe I will keeping trying (failing) or keep microwaving or starve. My money is on a combination of all three.
Well. *holds up oregano* You can put this on everything right? *gulp*