I should be really good at this one since I’m forced to watch the food channels at PT as everyone “pre-game” for dinner, even if it does drive me nuts.
Also, I don’t cook, probably for a few reasons, but one of the biggest is CP. It’s hard to balance and cook and I’ve had to catch myself very close to stoves and ovens so I just try and avoid them.
Plus I hate cooking, as anyone I’ve ever lived with. I do much better with assistance from someone else. I do even better when I’m someone else’s assistant.
I will tell you though many of my favorite memories involve food. I’m not fan of eating at parties (like holiday parties) because I feel like I’m being judged for everything I do or don’t put in my mouth by people I may or may not know. Anytime that happens it involved “uncomfortable foods” no matter how much I may like the food being served.
However I do enjoy meals with people, especially people I enjoy spending time with people I love over a meal. I love going to my great aunt’s house for Sunday (or Saturday) dinner especially.
The act of cooking brings me nothing but stress and aggravation.
It’s a 50/50 split when it comes to the actual eating, but that’s dependent on situation.
I like food the most because it’s a way to bring people together, whether you’re eating it or not. It’s also the best way to find out information about people without seeming nosey 🙂
I’m taking part in The Health Activist Writer’s Month Challenge this month (also known as #HAWMC).