Okay so cooking is not, has not, and never will be an interest of mine. I knew this before I started the goal, but I thought there might be a glimmer of hope after making sixty different recipes. No, the project was not a success. I still don't enjoy cooking, baking, or anything to do with the kitchen. Has my cooking improved? Who cares. I am fortunate to be married to someone who (compared to me) is a culinary genius so why in the world would I want to interfere with his expertise?
I did persevere on this endeavor and, of course, the results were less than stellar. The magazine, Cooking Light, offered healthy and disaster proof recipes that were also satisfying to the pallete, but I did not have the same flair with the spatula or the satisfaction of making these as Rob did on his cooking days. I think we are both grateful that this goal can finally be checked off and he can return to his cooking throne. I will admit defeat (not really a failure in my eyes), bow out of the kitchen detail, and thank my lucky stars that Chef Gooze still ranks as the best cook in this house.
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