I pride myself in being a decent cook. Not gourmet or anything, just decent home cooking. I'm pretty good at taking raw ingredients and making up dinner with them, and I'm decent with baking too. Although, I think I might be losing my touch...
For Joe's birthday we had people over on Friday. We grilled out, and usually I'm really good at grilling, my burgers juicy and whatnot, but must have been the sheer quantity of burgers I had going, or the dozen other tasks I was tending to at the time, but most of them were too well done. The poor hotdogs were charred to a crisp. Joe also has this dessert request. A 'cherry dessert' his grandmother always makes at family events. I get the recipe and give it a whirl the night before. A graham cracker crust, cheesecake-like center, nuts, and homemade whipped cream topping with cherry pie filling to top everything off. My crust was too crumbly, and altogether it just wasn't the same as his grandmothers. Disappointing.
Last night I made Fideo (mexican spaghetti). The last time I made it Joe had seconds and thirds. He doesn't usually eat this well, cause I try to make healthy dinners when I cook. Salads and grilled chicken and stuff. He eats what I put in front of him, but complains he's hungry an hour or two later and end up eating some Ramen noodles or something before bed. Last night the Fideo didn't go over as well.
I'm starting to get worried my cooking talent has left me.
Screw you Cherry Dessert.
I will conquer you.
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