Why I Decided Not to Host My Own Cooking Show
Today, as I was trying to make several different recipes at once for a special celebration of our family, I began to get frustrated because things just weren't going well. Then I thought about how I came to the decision to give up cooking (obviously, I was having second thoughts about that decision, because here I was, frantically trying to chop, stir, and layer, all at the same time). I remembered that when my children left home I needed to make a decision about cooking and considered the pros of cooking in a home with no children:
- I would get to lick all the bowls and spoons myself.
- I wouldn't have to share any of the finished foods if I didn't want to.
- I wouldn't have to listen to complaints about how it doesn't taste like so and so's mom makes it.
- I would gain a lot of weight.
- I wouldn't have anyone I could force into cleaning up my mess (and I am a really messy cooker -- see photo).
- Most of the time I mess up the recipe and it doesn't taste like I used to make it.
- cook whatever I wanted, plus the ingredients would all be pre-measured and ready to pour into the bowl or pot or whatever..
- be as messy as I want because someone else would get paid to clean up my mess.
- not be stressed out about gaining weight because other people could eat part of whatever it was so that I wouldn't eat it all myself.
So that left me with option #2 which was to give up cooking in any formal sort of way (hotdogs and grilled cheese sandwiches don't really count.). This would mean that:
- I could spend more time making reservations at restaurants around town.
- Someone else would get paid to clean up my mess.
- I could invite someone to dinner and they can eat whatever they want.
(And then there's that thing about gaining weight, which seems to be a factor no matter which choice you make....)