When I was still with B's Dad, I learned how to cook. They said that my food tasted good and they seemed to like what I cooked. However, since he and I parted and I went back to being with my Mom, I haven't really found the time to cook again.
Okay, I'm scared to cook coz my Mom is really good at cooking and I have a chef for a brother. There. So what do I do when I want to cook? Normally, nothing.
One day though, I found myself in FM's kitchen and since there was no cooked meal, I tried to remember a basic meal that I knew how to cook. I got some ground pork, potatoes, carrots, corn, and mushroom.
I cooked. Inside, I prayed no one gets poisoned and that it tasted okay at the very least.
I ended up making chicken and mushroom soup, mushroom and corn omelet and ground pork with mushroom, corn, carrots, and potatoes. FM said it was okay, nothing spectacular, but okay.
This is the view from the dirty kitchen. It looks nice no?
This is the milkshake that FM made. It was thick and creamy. It was yummy!
Overall, we had a pretty good lunch and though it was very simple, it was also very nice.