Cooking For My Parents

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As I had told you in my previous post, I didn’t fully learn and get good at cooking until close to 30.  By then, I’ve learned to love cooking and trying out new dishes.  I was constantly bragging about how good of a cook I was, but no one believed me.  I never really cooked for my parents because I always went to them for food and not the other way around.  My boyfriend and I don’t live in the same city so when we see each other, it’s always eating out for us.  I guess the only person I really cooked for was me.  Therefore, there was no way I could prove to anyone that I had improved since the days I would set off the fire alarm when making bacon.

I first started inviting my parents over to my apartment more and more so they could taste my food.  My parents live with a helpful caregiver for seniors who cooks for them daily.  I won’t lie, she’s a great cook and I had some big competition.  At first they were hesitant but eventually they came around.  The more they tried, the more they loved my cooking!  Yes, I had proved to someone besides myself that my food was horrible.  In fact, they said it was the most delicious meal they’ve had in ages.  My ego was high and I was ready to move onto my next target – my boyfriend.  Growing up, his family had a live-in chef (jealous, I know) so he’s grown accustomed to gourmet food since he was a toddler.  His taste is very different from mine.  I love salty foods that have a single predominant sauce and he prefers foods that are rich in many different flavours.  When I was deciding what to cook for him, I had to make sure that there would be many different aromas.  I remember him walking into my apartment and he brought a plan B meal!  Safe to say, the plan B meal never got opened because we were both stuffed full from the lamb I had made.  He was thoroughly impressed which just made my head even bigger.

Ever since I tested my cooking skills on my parents, they’ve wanted to come over more and more.  Thank goodness I had found the best senior home care plan that included a cook because otherwise, I’d be making them breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day!  I’m so happy with the skills I’ve developed over the years.  It was due mainly to peoples’ doubts on my cooking and I wanted to prove everyone wrong.  Looks like I did just that!