sunday day

I dislike cooking but I do cook once in a pink moon.

Me: (washing the rice at the sink)
Ekiel: Mommy, what are you doing?
Me: I am cooking the rice
Ekiel: Mommy, you don’t have to listen to Boyo (my brother, who told Ekiel to cook the rice earlier)
Me: *LOL*
Ekiel: Wah, you know also how to cook rice…
Me: Cish

People say cooking calms them down but I find it tense not only because everyone’s a critic but the heat from the stove and the kitchen is not pretty. Though it is impolite to criticize other people’s hard labour, but everyone just loves to comment.

Bah, next time you cook yourself larr.

I know criticism is to improve yourself blah blah blah. If I wanted to be a chef, I’d learn how to cook properly long time ago no? I’ll leave that skills/talent to my other siblings.

At home, I am the organizer/appointed speaker/the ear and the black sheep. I don’t need to add a culinary expertise in my resume thank you very much. My plate is full already.