The guy who said he'd trade eggs for my egg cartons has not been at the flea market the last 3 times I went to see him. It's about a 45 mile round-trip for me. I've spent way too much gas to try anymore. Pooh! I really thought I had a great deal worked out.
I'm going to redouble my efforts to get back on the "3-a-day" rule. I suppose that can only work if I start eating again! I used to weigh 280 pounds. Eating was not a problem. I now weigh about 122 and I can hardly stand the thought of food. I don't mind cooking, but, once I get something prepared, I no longer have any appetite for it. I guess I could cook a big meal and take it to my parents. They are both sick. I would have competition, though. Their next door neighbor brings dinner to them almost every night. Apparently, the son in the household fancies himself a great chef (he's about 18 or 19) and I think he has just about taken over the meal preparation for the whole family. From what I've heard about his cooking, he may have a future.
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I'm sure the parents of the young budding chef feel so lucky. I also have a teenager who loves to cook. She can be very creative with what's in the pantry.
I don't have children, but, I believe that no one can have too much information. If a kid learns to cook at home, he/she is set for life. When they start young, I think they are more "creative" in what they cook up. I don't want them to all be a "stick-in-the-mud" like I am. I can hardly cook without a recipe. I'm also not really comfortable making substitutions. I can do it on a small scale, but, don't look for much here!
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