Cooking classes are for chumps

Some people have that magic, spooky food sense where they can look into a fridge at random ingredients and be like “oh man – those beets, leftover marinara and squid sauce would make an amazing dinner!” And then it turns out awesome.

I’m not one of those people. I once tried to make seafood chowder. It did not go well.

Me: Dinner’s ready!
Hapless Dinner Companion: Wow…uh…what is it?
Me: Try it and see!
HDC: [Gingerly sips. Flinches. Swallows, with effort.]…It’s some kid of soup, right?

Long story short, it tasted like five evil clams and a handful of beetles fell in a pot of salty dishwater and died. Four weeks ago.

So I’m starting a cooking class in a week. I’m hoping they will teach core skills like:
– Making food people will actually want to eat – without having to get them drunk on wine first!
– How to not burn yourself on your oven
– Using a knife in a way that doesn’t make your sister scream “YOU’RE GOING TO LOSE AN EYE!!!”

At the very least I’ll have some badass steel-toed oxfords at the end of it all.

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One thought on “Cooking classes are for chumps

  1. Nice! I’m experimenting with making peach jam in the slowcooker right now! I’m hoping that the recipe I used as inspiration will work out with eyeball and pour things into the pot cooking method.

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