I found 2 Peg Bracken books at the Sunday book sale, the classic "I Hate To Cook Book" and "The Appendix To..." It has Hilary Knight illustrations, hooray!
It's true I DO hate to cook. And here's why: "We must face facts. If a recipe calls for eleven different chopped ingredients and cream sauce and a cheese-topped meringue, you don't call it 'quick" if you hate to cook." Oh, I loathe prep work.
"We ladies who hate to cook are easily intimidated by recipes and recipe books, and we wouldn't dream of substituting or omitting; we just walk past that particular recipe and never go back again." Helllooooo, cilantro, tomatoes, and pepers, yick. That's my problem with all the recent cookbook and cooking show trendiness, it assumes no one is a finicky, picky eater. Normal people have pet hates, so why do food writers assume people love everything?
Plus Bracken says it's okay to use frozen or ready-made things now and then, as "maybe you're hell for house cleaning" or "maybe you're just plain cute around the house." Ha ha ha, well there's what I can bring to a marriage, then. 'Cause God knows my housekeeping skills are severely lacking. I can't help if I'm of the generation that came after The Politcs of Housekeeping! I have to learn how to do this shit as it happens, they don't teach you the best way to clean a bathtub at school.
But, this book has a weird datedness HELLO CANNED ASPIC EWWWWW.
Posted by rosemary at January 28, 2003 09:48 PM