The facts are plain and simple. I’m 26 and I can’t cook. Why is this?
I think it’s a combination of things, really. To start with, I don’t know how to do a lot of things in the kitchen. It wasn’t something I was steeped in growing up. (Sorry, Mom. Love you!) I often find myself looking up the simplest tasks.
Second, it takes me forever! I’ve always been a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to things I create. Everything must be just right. So, when I cook, I feel the need to recheck the recipe obsessively. I have to measure everything perfectly. It has to be right! Then I go to my friend’s house and watch her cook. Ah, how carefree she looks just throwing things into the mix. It always turns out deliciously.
Finally, it is so much easier to let someone else make the meal for me. The restaurant gets it right almost every time. It’s terrible, I know.
This blog is the start of something new! It’s time for me to get over my inhibitions, overcome my lack of skill, and learn to cook. I’m not saying that I’ll turn into Martha Stewart. I would just like to get to the point where I can cook something without the task feeling like a huge ordeal. I want to be able to make a nice meal for my husband, and eventually, my children. Maybe, somewhere out there, there is someone like me who might find themselves in the same situation. Let’s figure this out together, shall we?