I hate cooking! I hate the preparation that goes into it, and lawd knows I hate cleaning up when I am done. I am the joke in my family when it comes to cooking but I don’t mind at all. When we have cook outs or family gatherings I am the one that brings the plates & forks and I make the punch! Can’t nobody make punch like JJ!
Now I can make the basics, hamburgers, french fries, chicken, and I am the taco queen! I can make some mean eggs and sausages, and can heat up a can of soup like nobody’s business! And tea…let me tell you my kids LOVE my tea!
I have been told many a times that I need to learn how to cook like my mama. Have you met my mama? She is a cooking diva, can make a meal out of two saltines and some rice and have you thinking it is steak and potatoes. She likes to cook, no wait that is a lie, she LOVES to cook. That is so not me. I cook so that I might live not the other way around.
I have tried to come out of my cooking comfort zone, and all attempts have been a fail! I will try to switch it up every once in a while, and add some ground beef to some pasta and sauce and my kids think I am chef boy r dee!
For now, I will stick to what I know…everything else I will leave to my mama, cause to me……
Cooking is for the birds!