Dec 25, 2014 18:03
Trying to cook in my mom's kitchen makes me feel like the most snobby, persnickety person ever. "Oh, this is store-brand butter? I usually buy Kerrygold." "Do you have any kosher salt?" "I really like organic cane sugar, these days..." I'm not actually good at cooking, but I am a creature of habit, which means I tend to have pretty strong brand loyalty and like just using the things I know instead of having to worry about whether a different brand will be any good.
My mother also has an electric stove, and I no longer know how to cook on electric. I've already let a pot of polenta boil over, and narrowly avoided overcooking some carrots.
my mother ladies and gentlemen,
food,
life