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Cooking! Ha-ha. That’s funny. Me and cooking is like mash potatoes and peanut butter going together, which they don’t so I guess you see how bad my cooking is. When I was little I use to love cooking with my grandmother. She taught me how to cook pancakes and a lot of yummy things like that. I thought that I would be fine cooking when I got older, but when it got to the point where I could even cook oodles and noodles or macaroni and cheese than I knew that cooking and I just don’t mix. These are some of the ways why cooking and I don’t mix.
One day my sister and I were hungry so I decided I’d make her and me some oodles and noodles. So, I dug through the cupboard and found a couple of packages of chicken flavored of oodles and noodles. I got the pan that I was going to use to cook it with, and poured water in the pan. I believe the package said it needed about 4 cups of water all together. The water boiled and than I put the noodles in the pan. The noodles cooked and I dumped the seasoning in with the noodles and mixed it all up. I thought for sure that it was going to be good, but when we started eating the noodles, we both looked at each other and curled up our noses. I still from this day have no idea what I did wrong to make it taste like it did. It seriously tasted like I don’t even know what. I just remember it was the worst tasting thing I have ever tasted. Let’s just say that those noodles went right into the trash!
Don’t worry; the noodle incident isn’t the only bad thing that I tried to cook! Again my sister and I were hungry once again one day so we decided we wanted macaroni and cheese. So like we did with the oodles and noodles we dug through the cupboard, found the macaroni and cheese, got the pan and filled it with water, let the water boil, poured the macaroni in the pan, let the macaroni cook and strained it. After straining all the water out of the pain we poured the macaroni back into the pan and added the cheese, poured milk in with it and also added butter. We stirred it up, so that none of the cheese was clumped up and put some in a bowl. Once we took a bite in it, our noses once again scrunched right up in the air. There was no way we was going to try to eat that stuff. So, we got the bright idea instead of wasting it, we would feed it to our black lab George. Psh, you think that he would eat it? No! He wouldn’t even eat it. It was horrible. After that I seriously decided that I suck at cooking.
I decided I would try to cook something one more time, and see if I really am that horrible at cooking. I decided to try to cook some thing out of a box; it was some type of Chef Boyardee pizza kit. I did everything it said to do. I put all the ingredients in, the water, the seasonings, everything. When I put it in the oven it looked pretty good, but when I took that thing out of the oven you couldn’t even realize what it was. It was pretty distorted. I had the wonderful idea to try it, because sometimes looks can be deceiving. But, it didn’t taste any better than it looked. It was horrible, so as you can guess that went in the trash too. I finally realized after that. “Wow! My cooking really is that horrible!” So I gave up trying to cook.
Giving up on cooking probably wasn’t the best idea but seriously I can’t cook. Like I said before cooking and me just doesn’t mix what so ever! Looks like when I get out on my own I’m either going to be eating out a lot or my boyfriend will have to cook everything. :)