I've always hated to cook. It's not that I don't know how. I grew up in a house where Mom cooked or baked dinner every night. Going out to eat was a treat. Mom is a GREAT cook! She patiently taught us kids how to make things ever since we were little. Every kid likes to make chocolate chip cookies from scratch. The only bad part is the shortening, so Mom always did it.
Mom instilled in me a knowledge of how to cook and bake. She taught basics like when measuring flour, don't pack it, but spoon it in; but you should pack brown sugar.
I love home-cooked meals. I have just hated preparing them.
Since we have moved to our permanent house, and the weather has gotten a bit cooler, I've started cooking. I don't have a job anymore, so decided I needed to take on this responsibility. I have been so surprised that I enjoy it! I LIKE to think of what to make for dinner. I LOVE eating in and sitting with Jer and the table and talking. This has been a highlight of my and Jer's day!
I am so thankful for a mom who taught me how to cook. I am equally thankful for the desire to do it that has finally come. I've been cooking and baking almost daily for a month now, and it hasn't gotten old, it's become routine. And Jer and I both love it.
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had to comment on this too. OH how I WISH I could gain a love of cooking and cleaning too for that matter- it would make life soooo much easier.
I didn't particularly enjoy cooking until I had somebody to cook for. Dale is nice and eats all my meals, so I like it a lot more now. You'll have to post some of your favorite recipes, I'm always looking to try something new.
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