I've Been In Good Company With The Folks From The Foodnetwork...
Yeah, yeah, yeah...I know I haven't been a good girl blogger. It's been ages since I blogged. To tell you the truth, blogging has lost a little bit of its fun and appeal for me since I'm not able to blog in realtime anymore. The job doesn't allow it anymore. Well, they didn't stop us from doing everything. They just watch everything you do. What fun is that? So, I just don't do it at work. Shux, a sister has to keep a gig to pay for food and a roof over her head.
But anyway since the economy is going down south, I have awakened my cooking hobby. I just started taking my lunch to work. I just couldn't get over paying $6-$10 for some unhealthly, trash and on top of that burning that $4.10/gallon gas out of my car searching for some half-way decent food.
As a little kid, I always liked to cook. I liked to make a mess. And I would like for that mess to turn out right and taste good. You'd be surprised what slamming cakes I was baking as a kid with my easy bake oven. I come from a family of cooks. I can't tell you how many times I have helped snap green beans or watch my grandmother bake her pound cake. I haven't tasted a cake like hers since she passed away. Plus, I've got relatives who specialize in certain foods, such as, barbecue, collard greens, banana pudding, sweet potato pie, potato salad, red velvet cake, peach cobbler, crabs in beer sauce, hush puppies, dumplings, biscuits, rolls, jam, etc. Everything was homemade. We eat and cook for real in the Carolinas. So, you know I've got cooking in my veins.
I'm more of a baker. I used to be so ridiculous in high school. I would have a homemade cake baked for dinner with no clue as to what to cook for dinner. Since I got home first, I was supposed to cook. *lol* Yeah right. As time went I on, I learned to cook other foods. Once you can cook a whole Thanksgiving meal complete with desserts, you can pretty much say that you know what you're doing in the kitchen.
Fast forward to now... I just don't know what happened. When I lived in my previous apartments, I used to cook all the time. But then when I moved into my condo, which has a much smaller kitchen, I just sort of went into microwave mode. I know, the horror. The microwave food is terrible. I really can't blame my not cooking on the small kitchen. I think it has something to do with me getting home late from work and not even daring myself to look at the stove. I usually just pick up some dinner on the way home from work or grab a bowl of cereal. Shux, I don't care for this mess at all. I really crave a homecooked meal. Well, at 8 p.m., that ain't happening. I'd be cooking wild turkeys on into the night like a fool. Super duper not. I guess I better be glad that I don't have a hubby and kids yet. Social services would be pulling me up on those Cap'n Crunch casseroles. I don't know how you Moms do it. I take my hat off to you all. So, what I do is cook for real on the weekends while watching the Food Network for more tips and ideas. Down Home With the Neely's and their barbecue is just what I just started watching this year, although I've been watching the network for several years. It's nice to see color on that network. I've been watching those single Neely brothers as well. I just like to see a man cook, you know? Hmmm... I like it like that. I think I'll end this blog entry right here and dream on this.
Oh one more thing. I just want to say that it's not a good idea to be caught laughing by yourself. I couldn't hold it in today at work. Work isn't hardly funny. It gets boring. So folks had to know that I was laughing at something else. I was laughing at Dear Margo, Anne Lander's daughter's column. Margo has gotten beside herself in her responses. Today, she told a lady that she was up to her @rse in alligators over a situation. Go read for yourself. ==> Dear Margo
Okay. I've got to go dream about those cooking men around the grill.
