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Cooking is an Art. Yeah,Right. Love watching those cooking shows on tv.
Sitting here, today, I realize cooking is an Art, on TV.
Love listening how they explain all the steps, to prepare your food.
When I’m cooking my house is still dusty, laundry sitting in a corner—unfolded.
Kids in the room—did I mention Loud. No fancy dishes, trays, cooking wear.
As for my appearance—let’s just say—I’m dressed—maybe hair combed.
Yes, PJ’s count as dressed. Haha.
I cooked more homemade, back then. Now I cook more like Sandra Lee’s
Semi-homemade. LOVE skipping steps, if that gets me out of the kitchen.
My meals never cost Ten Dollar Meals with Melissa. Cause most of the food
they pick, my family won’t Eat.
Come on, seriously if I placed a beautiful platter with their version of chicken,
Dean would be the first one making a peanut butter & jelly sandwich.
We have no class when it comes to gourmet meals. Haha.
Myself, I’d like to try some of these fancy menus. Who kidding, I couldn’t
be a chef. I have my own style. I should have my own show. Title it:
Resturant Impossible. Haha Bamm. Haha.
Where’s my lipstick?
Sitting here, today, I realize cooking is an Art, on TV.
Love listening how they explain all the steps, to prepare your food.
When I’m cooking my house is still dusty, laundry sitting in a corner—unfolded.
Kids in the room—did I mention Loud. No fancy dishes, trays, cooking wear.
As for my appearance—let’s just say—I’m dressed—maybe hair combed.
Yes, PJ’s count as dressed. Haha.
I cooked more homemade, back then. Now I cook more like Sandra Lee’s
Semi-homemade. LOVE skipping steps, if that gets me out of the kitchen.
My meals never cost Ten Dollar Meals with Melissa. Cause most of the food
they pick, my family won’t Eat.
Come on, seriously if I placed a beautiful platter with their version of chicken,
Dean would be the first one making a peanut butter & jelly sandwich.
We have no class when it comes to gourmet meals. Haha.
Myself, I’d like to try some of these fancy menus. Who kidding, I couldn’t
be a chef. I have my own style. I should have my own show. Title it:
Resturant Impossible. Haha Bamm. Haha.
Where’s my lipstick?