My sister doesn’t get me. She and I are incredibly different people. We’re just built differently. The way she’s built doesn’t allow for differences in others. She cannot understand why I have never wanted to be exactly and precisely just like her. I’ts not arrogance on her part. It’s not knowing that there could be any other way.
She was one of those girls who wanted to play house. Not uncommon. I, on the other hand, feared house. I felt terror at the very thought of it. I resisted anything typically female and vowed I would never cook a turkey as long as I lived.
When first living on my own I was probably a pretty predictable twenty-something. I ate mac and cheese with chips crumbled on top, I drank things that came in plastic bottles and my bedroom floor looked like it had been the victim of a laundry room accident.
When my sister was twenty she cooked Shake and Bake chicken for her family when they came for dinner parties. I was 13 at the time.
After Dan came to live with me in my single-girl-can’t-cook-doesn’t-want-to apartment things started to change. He didn’t want to eat mac and cheese with chips crumbled on top (which? hello? the hell?). In the beginning he did most if not all of the cooking. And I was all, wow, real food, neat.
Needless to say he didn’t intend to do all the cooking forever. Because while Dan is a GREAT guy he is also a primarily lazy guy and all this daily cooking was getting on his very last nerve. I was asked to step it up. I did. With the plan that we could share the cooking responsibilities. I now cook about 90% of our meals.
I’ve become a woman. Dammit.
The internet has been a great resource for me on this cooking to womanhood journey with so many and varied websites out there. I use foodtv.ca a lot and cooks.com too for those random recipe searches. But I also like a well put together food blog where people like me cook things, take pictures and post recipes online. One such blog I liked was Easy Eats only Easy Eats stopped posting a while back. Bummer.
Now I’ve come across what is already a successful cooking blog. Smitten Kitchen is awesome and although I have yet to cook anything from the site I like to window shop. I may actually be trying the recipe for buttermilk and chive biscuits (scroll about half way dwon that post to see the recipe) today if I can find time between the baking of pumpkin pies.
It’s Canadian Thanksgiving Day Weekend.
I have certainly come a long way and if my mother were still alive she would fall over dead as can be from the shock of seeing me in the kitchen doing something other than whining that i don’t liiiiiiike that. It’s a lot like hell froze over, this me cooking thing. I have yet to cook a turkey though. Being a vegetarian lets me hold true to that one anti typical female stronghold. Dan cooks the meat. He can be the girl for that job.
If you haven’t been to Smitten Kitchen, go. You’ll like.
