164. bad wife standing

I cannot cook. I will never try to be a cook, however I do know how to make an amazing bowl of macaroni and cheese. Actually, let me correct that statement...my mac and cheese is good to me, my husband hates it. Why? Because it's too chunky. He likes it all slithery with lots of milk and butter where I prefer a little bit of substance and a little less liquid. Ah, well, to each their own, we are allowed to have some differences.

I went through a period a few years ago where I did think I was a culinary genius, which basically meant I could follow a recipe to perfection. I once made fettuccine alfredo from scratch only to have my stomach feel slightly off for the rest of the night, but I digress. It is still one of the proudest moments in my life.

Needless to say I got bored with cooking (why can't I ever get bored with eating?) and went back to cereal, top ramen and anything that can be reheated and taste like cardboard. My husband was content with that and took over the cooking in our household and far surpassed any of my cooking abilities. I'll watch him in awe as he sprinkles fresh seasonings and herbs on a steak on a whim, I always had to measure the "pinch" I added and only if the recipe called for it. I never experimented with food, maybe that was my problem?

I still eat and grocery shop like a kid in college, and I have never lost my freshman fifteen, that I started putting on well before I was a freshman. I figure when and if the time comes to start a family I will probably put more effort into what I put into my mouth but for the time being my family of two is content with our boxed dinner for one that we often make four of to satisfy our appetites.

And now, I'm hungry.