It’s hump day! I have a half day Friday so my week is almost over.
So, people often wonder if Dan cooks because I can’t. I find when I do make something people whisper ” Karen made this?”
The truth is I can cook. I often make something on Sundays for me to bring for lunches during the week. The problem is I get grossed out so easily by things. I like that Dan cooks so I don’t have to look at raw meat as that can really gross me out.
I am really getting turned off by chicken in particular. I made a Chicken Chile Stew this week and I knew before I even cooked the chicken that chances were I was not going to eat this because the chicken was full of cartilage. UGH. I cut it off before I cooked the chicken but i was totally done with it by then. I didn’t want it anymore.
I brought it for lunch on Tuesday and I couldn’t bring myself to eat it so I went to the cafeteria and got soup and salad. I was home Wednesday and heated up some of it up. I carefully picked through the chicken, had a few bites and threw it out and ate a Greek Yogurt instead.
I am not a huge meat lover as it is. I will eat a little and then I am done. If I see the meat raw before eating chances are I may eat a bite or two and then I don’t want it. Seriously I could eat pasta every night but I try to limit the carbs I eat and eat more protein. Protein means meat or fish. We do eat quite a bit of fish and shellfish but if I think of the legs on the shrimp for too long I will gag.
Wonderful, I have leftover shrimp for lunch tomorrow. Let’s not talk about this too much today!
I am thrilled that Dan loves to cook. He is really creative and isn’t afraid to experiment. He usually asks me what I want for dinner and he makes it. While he is cooking I am upstairs doing something else. I don’t want to be in the kitchen while he is cooking. He calls for me when dinner is done and I come down to my plate on the table.
The meat also has to be really small pieces. I hate big chunks of meat. Don’t give me a big ass chicken breast slapped on my plate, slice it into pieces because I don’t want to saw into it.
I am not being a prima donna, I just can’t handle the meat. I can cook a meat dish for someone else, but I won’t eat it.
Actually, vegetables can gross me out too if I let them. I know, I am weird. Thinking about bugs in the plants and the pesticides bothers me too. OMG, I don’t eat bananas much but if ever found a spider in them I would die!
Many years ago Dan & I went out for lunch and I got a salad. Half way through I noticed these big antennaes sticking out attached to a giant bug ( I had not eaten it, thank god). I obviously sent it back and they offered me a free desert ( ah, no thanks, I lost my appetite) We heard a loud scream come from the kitchen when someone saw the bug.
So, veggies and probably fruit too can make me shudder. I have to really not think about what I am eating and I tend to eat fast so it’s gone before I can think about it.
That’s why Dan cooks.
Let’s not even discuss throwing a live lobster into a pot and ripping its body to shreds and sucking out the meat.
Question of the day: Does anything gross you out?