No name salad.
One of the things I am known for is my obvious lack of "cooking" skills. I am helpless in the kitchen. If there's a "Cooking for Dummies" book, then I'm sure as glad to get hold of one.I recall an incident about the "frozen lasagna". I haven't bake a thing in my life so what I did was look over some recipe. Actually, I did not have to go that far. The people I work for before were kind enough to let this "slight handicap" go by. All I need to do was just pop it in the oven then set the timer and temperature. It was pre-made for my convenience. I didn't realize though that I have to thaw it first before the baking part. This is fairly common sense but sometimes, at desperate times, common sense fails me. After the timer went off, I was excited and ready to dig in, only to find out that it's still hard as a rock and cold as a corpse. I spewed out obscenities in my mind. I was hungry and of all times to messed up. Anyway, when I told my sister about this little episode in the kitchen, she laughed. We both ended laughing about it. Oh well... ( Note to self: It's not too bad to, sometimes, find humor in your mishaps and remember, don't forget to thaw... )
Buns for anyone who's game....
There are a few times in my life that it is more readily convenient to lash out at anyone or anything that somehow miff me. Oftentimes, when I do realize what I've done, it's too late to patch things up. Or worse, irreparable damage has been done.I've been in certain situations, wherein I am tempted to rip someone's face off because of some discontent or misunderstanding. I can't deny the fact that no matter how I try to live in harmony with others, people do get in my nerves. ( Especially those who are nosy and ask stupid questions.)
One thing I learn and do know for sure is, it pays to cool off and see things in perspective, before readily launching an attack. I used to be hotheaded, that usually involves throwing things and slamming doors. I could get angry for no apparent reason and just went crazy. But then, I say to myself, I'm not going to be like this forever, every time someone or someone sets me off. And it can be exhausting really.
One way to cool off and be "ice cream struck".
So when I seethe with anger ( and feels like hitting someone or something ), I try to coax myself to think what it is that makes me angry in the first place. Try to look it in a different angle and mull over if it is really worth my time and effort. ( I know it's easier said than done. Since I arrive here, I find it that it's not really hard after all, if I will it to be so. And once I get over the first few minutes, I'm okay. ) Besides, when it's out of my control, I'm better off letting it go. It's a fact of life, sometimes, I don't always get what I want. I'm not saying that I'd deny my anger or pretend I'm not angry because that will only makes me sick.So, anyway, if you're curious as to what happen to the lasagna, well, I ate it the next day. And I'm a happy camper.
As for "cooking" skills, I'm a work in progress. Fortunately now, I bake bread and chocolate chip cookies; whip up a passable gravy and mashed potato and come up with an edible salad ( with a few trimmings like pecans, raisins and pumpkin seeds )
I still can't "cook" but now remembers to thaw.... :-)
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