One thing that my mom said I had a problem with was learning how to cook. Though I thought she was just being mean, I can see what she was talking about back then. I do okay, and I did learn to do many things well, but cooking is something that is beyond me for the most part. I am okay with all of the things that we like to eat, but that is because they are all rather simple. I make a great lasagna, but if I had to make my own sauce from scratch I think I would have a hard time with it. I guess some just have that special touch and others do not.
I do know how to cook, but I guess I am not interested in it enough to give it my full attention, and I tend to make mistakes. For the longest time I would cook everything on high just to get it cooked faster. I didn't realize that if I had turned down the heat a little and had some more patience that many of the things that I think I know how to cook would have come out a lot better. That's one thing I have changed today, but I still am not what one would call a really great cook.
I grandmother spent a lot of time showing me how to cook, and the things she taught me have stayed with me. Those things I can do well. However, anything else seems to be a problem. My husband is a better cook than I am, and he even worked as a cook for a while when he was in high school. He knows that even though I technically know how to cook, I don't always enjoy it. At least a few nights a week he will make dinner to give me a break.
I wish anyone learning how to cook better luck than I had. It's not really something that is that hard to master, but it is something that takes time. Perhaps some day I will be a better cook. Maybe all I need is a little more time to get interested in it. I don't know though, because if I am not interested by now I can't imagine I will be in a few years. Whatever the case, I know I can cook some things well, and I know my family is happy with what I can do, and I guess that is all that matters.
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