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I've spent all my life being a tomboy. I steadfastly resisted any efforts on my Mom's part to be a girl or girly. That included learning to cook. However, things changed on that front once I got married and it became my job to fix meals for me and Hunny Bear.
When the kids came into the picture, cooking was relegated to the successive nannies, who sucked BIG TIME at it! Fast forward to 2012 and I'm home fulltime and the nannies are no more. Cooking becomes MY responsibility, ...so I have a go at it. Turn out I wasn't as bad at it as I thought. After successive evenings of the dinner dishes being returned with just de suh-suh bone left on the plate, I figured that they LIKE my cooking. Even more surprising, I LOVE COOKING (for my family).
When the kids came into the picture, cooking was relegated to the successive nannies, who sucked BIG TIME at it! Fast forward to 2012 and I'm home fulltime and the nannies are no more. Cooking becomes MY responsibility, ...so I have a go at it. Turn out I wasn't as bad at it as I thought. After successive evenings of the dinner dishes being returned with just de suh-suh bone left on the plate, I figured that they LIKE my cooking. Even more surprising, I LOVE COOKING (for my family).
I'm still tomboy at heart. That'll never change. However, some of the greatest cooks are men, so I don't have to worry about being girly just because I like cooking. And, in sorta keeping with my Mom's tradition, I'm now teaching my sons how to cook. Bon appétit!
