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There is not a single second where the other person isn’t standing in front of a drawer or door that you need to acces pronto.
If I am making something that requires a lot of steps or making multiple dishes, I don’t mind a helper that actually helps and stays out of the way of what I’m doing while they do what they’re doing.
Of course that also assumes I am in a kitchen with room. My apartment’s kitchen wouldn’t make a difference even if my helper was a clone of myself. Not enough room for a second person to not be in the way constantly.
Love is to share all moments togather, and be happy for eachother no matter what
Imagine not wanting someone cutting the vegetables and watching the pots for you
Having worked in a kitchen, cooking with others brings out the most toxic version of me.
Why are you slicing carrots like its a salad? You’ve seen a bowl of gumbo, right? Do you need me to show you how to cut a carrot?
The same is true of my family, “you said slice, what you actually wanted me to do is chop” still elicits a feeling of disgust.
I feel this one in my soul. I am not an expert cook, though I don’t do too badly–but I do need to concentrate on the kitchen. People need to leave me the heck alone when I’m cooking or baking.
My wife and I love to cook together.
Yeah it really depends on the meal but having multiple sets of hands and working on different parts is 100% doable and fun. Does this person think restaurants have a single cook too??
depends on the size of kitchen available.
100% and like, I cannot cook with my family but my partner is an amazing lead or sous chef. She takes direction well when its my turn to lead.
Really? I had great fun cooking with my girlfriend. Or cooking with kids. Or cooking a massive meal with a bunch of friends. This is a bad post.
I love cooking with a group of people for a just that group or an even larger group. My fav. neighborhood restaurant, I often sit at a table adjacent to the kitchen. ZOMG, it sure sounds like they are having a great time, laughing, singing, srsly.
your friends and girlfriend don’t have control issues. a lot of people have massive control issues.
you’re a lucky guy.
This is really it. I don’t have a single friend I can’t cook with, even if I need to take a stronger lead with some than others.
Only if they’re teaching.
Or, if you have a big enough kitchen.
And, maybe two stoves.
Two kitchens, that’s what’s needed. Two whole kitchens next to each other, then you can cook together.
Don’t fucking tell me how to chop onions, I’ve been chopping onions my whole life. I don’t care what you saw on YouTube. And, yes, I just cracked an egg on the edge of the bowl, do you SEE any shell in the egg? No. Because I’ve been cracking eggs that way longer than you’ve been alive. Go grind sea salt, or something, leave me alone.
In some parts of Asia nice homes have two kitchens. A show kitchen and a used kitchen. Sometimes the used kitchen is outdoors.
Rich people having extra shit they don’t use is a global phenomenon
Hey everyone, here’s my show house!
Does anyone live in it?
No, it’s the show house. You think we let poor people have housing?
“summer home”
Don’t fucking tell me how to chop onions, I’ve been chopping onions my whole life. I don’t care what you saw on YouTube. And, yes, I just cracked an egg on the edge of the bowl, do you SEE any shell in the egg? No. Because I’ve been cracking eggs that way longer than you’ve been alive. Go grind sea salt, or something, leave me alone.
That’s a toxic spouse. I’m guessing the criticism reaches beyond cooking technique.
I was joking, but I see now this isn’t a meme community, so maybe I over stepped.
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Blink twice if she’s reading this over your shoulder.
Crack your eggs on a flat surface, and they’ll split cleanly around the equator. Crack them on the edge of the bowl if you want to blast a hole in one spot and end up with shell in your eggs half of the time.
That’s how it works on paper, but in reality, 98% of the time the membrane holds the shell together, and there’s no problem. The other two percent of the time, I just pick the eggshell out, easy-peasy. No one cracked their eggs this way until some TV cook showed it, and people who never cooked decided it was superior and different and good. People who’ve been cooking with eggs for decades don’t bother with this, because it’s a non-issue.
I used to do it on side of the bowl, then switched later, so have years of experience with both. I don’t remember where I learned it, but it definitely helps.
my greatest creations while drunk involved frozen pizzas with added toppings. bake as usual. extra cheese, peppers, mushrooms, tomatoes… w/e was available. occasionally passed out before the timer went off. slight smoke damage until it became charcoal. quit drinking but still like the pizzas;
here’s fish tacos with sardines. feel the love;
With the right marketing and ambiance, those tacos could go for $60.
What is the right ambiance for a slice of american cheese on store bought corn tortilla with extremely strong fish and tomato sauce?
Outdoor dining with a disposable plastic table cloth, plastic folding chair, and the aroma of the dumpster from the neighboring animal hospital.
I disagree. I love cooking with my wife, because we distribute the tasks and I enjoy her company. Those of you, who have issues with stuff like that might need to work on your cooperation skills.
Yeah, my partner and I cook together all the time and it’s great! I also enjoy cooking for them and them cooking for me though.
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Same here. Only times we have gotten annoyed or even angry, has been when there has been other issues underlying, like being annoyed at something they have done etc… Normally both cut veggies, other starts to cook and add spices while other cuts the last things, then cleaning while the stuff cooks. Works well and so much faster.
My wife and I have both worked in a kitchen, when we are both in the kitchen it works really well, but there are discrete tasks and we don’t hoverr over each other or any of that shit. And we call behind and turn pot handles in and put towels on hot handles and keep knife blades turned down. All the little things.
You ever find yourself saying that shit in a store? Can’t tell you how many times I almost barked behind into some old woman’s ear on accident. I’ve never done it, but I’ve been close.
I’m an avid bicyclist, and I constantly find myself in stores saying “on your left” when I walk past people. I’m sure people are confused, but then it seems like nobody knows what that means on a bike path, either.
I work in construction now and I still do it and its still a very useful habit.
I’m thinking of bailing on the industry. Full of fools full of themselves and half baked chefs. Hours suck, workload is sometimes stupid and you either work at a decent place with dicks and assholes or a shitty place with decent people. Or somewhere in between. No winning.
I’ll be honest though fuck construction dunno how you made the switch, good on you.
Last I checked, everywhere is looking for tradesmen. It pays better than a kitchen but the conditions can suck a lot worse. And its infested with some of the stupidest motherfuckers I have ever met. Some of the very smartest to. Pick your poison.
Been eyeballing jobs that offer to pay tuition. Maybe an apprenticeship as an electrician or something reliable
There’s a school near where I live called Williamson College of the Trades which offers three-year courses in Carpentry, Electrical, Landscape Management, Machine Tools, Masonry and Power Plant work. Cost is $140 per year (not a typo) since all students get scholarships to cover the normal tuition. I squandered my youth on a liberal arts education long ago, but if I were starting out today this is the place I would try to get into. Somehow, they still have to recruit to get enough people to fill their available positions.
I did that. Can recommend. Trust no one, test everything and you’ll be fine.
My brother is a chef with similar gripes about the industry. He finally found a job running the kitchen for a retirement community. Set salary, full benefits (including four weeks of vacation), and he’s home by 8 o’clock every night. He’s been there four or five years now, and he wouldn’t dream of leaving.
Might be something to look for?
I’ve considered it people refer to those jobs as “retiring” which is pretty funny but they’re always very reliable
I do it in IT
Bullshit, I love it when my partner hangs around the kitchen while I cook. We get into all sorts of silly discussions or deep philosophical debates.
I especially love when my child is in the kitchen because I have the chance to teach them new things, or they tell me about their day, or vent their frustrations, or tell me a cheesy joke ect.
Only grumpy assholes wouldn’t want other people in the kitchen and frankly I don’t care what grumpy assholes want.
I have a tiny “one-butt kitchen” and I would also be uncomfortable using a sharp knife with anyone crowded over me as close as in the picture. But I love(d) cooking with my kids even if we had to spill over into the rest of the apartment, and now when they visit I “sous-chef” by washing and prepping the vegetables ahead of time, making sure they start with all clean dishes and an empty dishwasher to put the used ones in, and making delighted noises about how much more beautiful their dumplings are than mine, that kind of thing. And later I rearrange the dishwasher to my liking/best efficiency, because it’s only when you have all the dishes that you can really determine the best arrangement.
Oh my God! One of my absolute fucking FAVORITE things my son does is he really wants to help me cook. It’s absolutely fucking adorable. He just turned 6 so there’s not a lot that he can manage on his own yet for actual on the stove cooking, but I let him stir certain things, help me pour certain ingredients, stuff like that and he’s always so proud.
My wife and I did “date night” ever other Thursday. One of our rules was that if we decided to stay in and cook, we had to do it together. I really liked those nights, but our kitchen was fairly good size. Like you said, it’s a nice situation for just chatting. It’s like being on a short road trip.
yoink Just stealing your idea, don’t mind me.
Awesome, enjoy!
A lot of people are just control freaks about their living space and they can’t stand someone doing something differently than they’d do it. My mom was one of them for sure. She was also a shitty cook.
I’m not a control freak and I find it really hard to be around people who are, and goddamn there are a lot of them out there.
I’d just like to find someone who actually cooks. Everyone I date thinks cooking is gross and basically lives off those meal box services. I haven’t met anyone who likes to cooks in over a decade.
My mom was a control freak in the kitchen, and now I hate cooking. Every time I make anything more complex than a very simple pasta, I’m subconsciously growing more and more tense because I’m just waiting for someone to yell at me.
I can relate. my mom was like it about cleaning.
it’s given me a aversion to very clean spaces, and a lot of comfort in spaces that are dirty and ‘lived in’, and when i go to someone’s house and it looks like it’s from a magazine photo and there isn’t a spec of dust my skin crawls.
Well, except literally every professional chefs, of course.
Professional chefs need someone to scream and throw utensils at.
This chicken is raw!
Yes, Jeff. Why are they all named Jeff?
If you get in the way of a professional chef, you’ll be knocked out, chopped up and served as soup.
Yeah I didn’t mean they wanted amateurs in there 🤣
