While I know that can’t be fun to live with, another part of me is thinking that a person who fancies themselves a discerning connoisseur of overcooked meat is someone whose opinion I wouldn’t assign much importance to.
I do not. Which is exactly why I am making this decision. I will never again worry about whether her food is bad enough for her to like it. It's funny, she can put together a lovely meal of boxed rice and shake-n-bake, and dammed if I won't tell her it's the best thing I've ever eaten, because that's what people do. But man, if one piece of parsley garnishing the potatoes that I lovingly grew in my garden then roasted by hand is slightly larger than the rest of the parsley chunks, I am clearly a horrible cook and she will no doubt tell me how bad everything is. "You ruined dinner. Is this kosher salt? Is THIS KOSHER SALT???? WHY THE FUCK WOULD OU USE KOSHER SALT?I need my iodine."While I know that can’t be fun to live with, another part of me is thinking that a person who fancies themselves a discerning connoisseur of overcooked meat is someone whose opinion I wouldn’t assign much importance to.
he hates clutter and doesn’t want to have to deal with piles of stuff.
i’m don’t blame the little shit.
No wonder you hate your cat!I used to like cooking and there was a time when I thought I was pretty good at it. Great? No I was never a Jordan. But I used to make my own pasta. I used to do my own charcuterie. I wet through a Thai stage, making pad thai and whatnot. I've even made my own cheese before. Handcut steaks from a whole muscle, coming right up. Guanciale made from a local pic I purchased? Give me a month and 99% of people will love it (I just happen to to have chosen the 1% as my partner, lucky me)
But after years of being repeatedly told how much of a failure at cooking I am, because I can't manage to find that sweet spot between medium well and shoe leather, I'm done. I will never cook again in this house. Grilled cheese, tinned fish, and salad is my new diet. This pretentious bitch (and her well done steaks) can go fuck herself.
Yeah, fuck that noise.LOL yes. In fact, I used it last night to check the steak. Then I cooked it for another five minutes and checked with my finger. Then I cooked it longer. It was a perfect medium. But she was personally offended by such travesty.
Honestly, depends on the cut and quality of the meat and my mood at the time lol. I'm perfectly happy eating a proper medium steak but anything past medium is utterly ruinedwanna be the worst human ever at my house? you sound pretty good…
@Abacinator are you a black and blue type?
No wonder you hate your cat!