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Tym Can(t) Cook

Good grief

Earlier this week, I sms’ed my neighbour Terz.

Me: Dinnarr
Terz: Wifey is cooking today. Join us?
Me: I want to buy 4D. Good luck to you.

Just like some some people are born unable to dance, some women are born unable to cook. You can tell from their face. It’s got “Cannot Cook” written all over it. Such women, are usually married to men who can cook pretty well. It’s yin and yang, babyyyy. Anyway, the woman in question went and blogged about her (lack of) talent in the kitchen.

link

Can start by following recipes mah. After getting the “feel”, can then proceed.

Both wifey and I can cook, altho’ she’s better at chinese and i’m better at italian/baking… :o)

What is the black thing? o_O

The black thing used to be about two cups of rice.

i wonder if I can be a good cook or not when I am already a mother hehe …

One cup of rice, one cup!

I feel for this lady. But why cook when your other half is good at it? Cooking sucks and is overrated.

Actually, I quite enjoy cooking. I just don’t take naturally toit, so I have to work at it.

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