Saturday, March 13, 2010
I miss cooking and the serenity that I get after making a batch of cookies or simply mashed potatoes. A couple of months ago our oven knob broke (the one with the degrees) and when my daddy got it fixed he didn't bother to tell the guy to install one that has the degrees on, so now I cant make most of my therapeutic recipes (therapeutic to make since I don’t like eating something that I made for some reason)! So I decided to fight my dads lack of respect to my demand by going on strike until my demands are being met (I want a new oven now a change of knob will not satisfy me)! So now I can't vent by cooking and people are nagging me to either make them cheese cakes, oatmeal cookies, chicken noodles, cupcakes and god only knows what else! I thought that I could handle it at first but now I think that if anyone tells me to make them something I might marinate their lifeless corps cook it then feed it to my dad!:p
But I'm daddy's little girl, his legacy so I'm as hard headed as he is (if not more), and I don’t see myself cooking anytime soon (god help me!)! And now all because of this post I'm craving mashed potatoes (the only thing that I cook and actually eat), and talking about cooking is making me nostalgic so I'll just shut up!