I had an epiphany today.
Unless I marry someone who gets joy and comfort out of cooking for me...I'm going to become one of those people who eat out...all the time...every meal.
It's not that I can't cook. I believe I have decent culinary skills. But my drive and ambition to cook is...well...absent. I just don't want to put forth the effort. It's so much easier (and tastier) to drive to the Naked Noodle and order me one Gaucho with Red Snapper.
However my habit of eating out does have financial implications. To put it simply...I can't afford it. (Here's a sad, sad side note. I discovered today that new hires at the Bozeman Taco Bell are making more than I am. (Another side note: Yes I went to Taco Bell because I didn't want to cook). Granted there is a serious labor shortage in this town and even fast food chains are providing some impressive incentives. But come on.) Therefore I've been forcing myself to cook a little more.
I started this morning. Scrambled eggs with salsa and cheese. Yum.
4 comments:
i recently decided to attempt eating in(god damn budgets), so far i've found i pour a mean bowl of cereal.
i cook all the time.
wait. microwaving a hot pocket doesn't count as cooking?
i never cook.
Who out there lives by themselves and acually cooks meals for themselves? I know I don't. But I manage a restaurant. I eat for free. Why would I ever cook? And by the way, I love Taco Bell. Total comfort food.
You make mean baked beans as I recall. Good use of the ketchup and sugar. Delish.
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