I am not a good cook. But, I do most of the cooking anyway. My in-laws have come for the holidays and it is good to see them. I get along with them great and now I know why. I baked chicken and made my very unspecial parmesan potatoes and threw in a boiled vegetable for nutrition. It was horrible, maybe even beyond horrible, but I am not sure of a word for that. We'll go with horrible plus. My in-laws grimaced (trying to turn away) and ate it, smiling in my direction all the time. They really are good people, like we say in the south. My little food critic passed on a great review of my culinary delight as she piped up with "this is really bad." I had to agree with her two year old assessment. Two thumbs down for me.
I really ought to stick with reheating store bought rotisserie chicken, Digiorno, and cooking over open fire. Like most guys, I can grill. This is helped by the fact that my wife likes her food grilled to a delicate shade of black.
I just can't cook. My idea of spices is the Spice Girls, the early version, when they were still chunky. I actually like the chunky one that got fired for refusing to lose a few pounds. Not the anorexic group that is starting to tour again. And the former chunky one needs a cheeseburger (or fifty). The heck with UNICEF, I am going to send food to Posh, Mel B, and the girls.
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Hey man, if you need some good recipes, check out the nuggets on my site. Drunken monkeys with no thumbs could make some of this stuff. Seriously. I do the cooking in my house and have made some awesome meal. I have also made some uber-horrible stuff (I think that was the word you were looking for.) Anyway, for every recipe you see on my site, there are at least 3 that went terribly wrong. Besides all that, I hope you had a wonderful X-mas and tell that 2 year old of yours to not stop what she does. More people like her will be needed in the future.
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