I think a Ferrarri is a scaled down version of... God. And a Porsche 911 is just a jumped up version of a Volkswagen Beetle...
So here I am, housesitting once again, watering the near dead lawn and garden, watching Top Gear, and eating the last of my parent's food. One thing that struck me as I perused the near empty fridge and tupperware stocked freezer, I realized how much my parent's cooking really sucks.
Case in point...
I was driving to the 'rent's house from work delighted with the thought that they have a grill and I was in the mood for a good steak. Grills are prohibited in my apartment complex despite having a neat balcony at the bachelor pad so the joy of outdoor gilling on this fantastic evening is an experience I cannot have at my apartment. On the way to the house, I picked up a rib eye, some fresh herbs, and some name brand side dish as I remembered the pantry is devoid of any good condements and/or spices.
And that's when I realized how bad my parents are at cooking.
If the pots they own suck, as well as the cutlery, and the spice selection, then the prowress in the culinary arts that my parents should have is severely lacking.
How depressing.
I guess that's why when I moved out at the tender age of 26 (hey, I travelled for a large part of my adult life, so why pay rent? Live at home...) I took a fascination with cooking. I got myself a decent set of cutlery, a set of Emeril's cookware, and have half a bookshelf full of cook books. Plus, my overwhelmingly huge crush on Rachel Ray helps in cooking meals in less than 30 minutes.
On a side note, I would like to point out my dad's fascination with socket timers.
Almost every light in the house, save for the kitchen, dining room, and bathroom lights are on timers. This is to deter potential thieves from thinking the house is unoccupied. However, having the living room lights or the upstairs bedroom light turn on at three in the morning everyday, in my opinion, really doesn't engender a feeling of "all is normal at JC's 'rent's house." It must leave a sense of severe insomnia for the occupance to any casual observer. If there are any at three in the morning.
What does this have to do with my chosen title of today's post. Nothing really, but I do suggest you all watch Top Gear.
Cheers all.
Case in point...
I was driving to the 'rent's house from work delighted with the thought that they have a grill and I was in the mood for a good steak. Grills are prohibited in my apartment complex despite having a neat balcony at the bachelor pad so the joy of outdoor gilling on this fantastic evening is an experience I cannot have at my apartment. On the way to the house, I picked up a rib eye, some fresh herbs, and some name brand side dish as I remembered the pantry is devoid of any good condements and/or spices.
And that's when I realized how bad my parents are at cooking.
If the pots they own suck, as well as the cutlery, and the spice selection, then the prowress in the culinary arts that my parents should have is severely lacking.
How depressing.
I guess that's why when I moved out at the tender age of 26 (hey, I travelled for a large part of my adult life, so why pay rent? Live at home...) I took a fascination with cooking. I got myself a decent set of cutlery, a set of Emeril's cookware, and have half a bookshelf full of cook books. Plus, my overwhelmingly huge crush on Rachel Ray helps in cooking meals in less than 30 minutes.
On a side note, I would like to point out my dad's fascination with socket timers.
Almost every light in the house, save for the kitchen, dining room, and bathroom lights are on timers. This is to deter potential thieves from thinking the house is unoccupied. However, having the living room lights or the upstairs bedroom light turn on at three in the morning everyday, in my opinion, really doesn't engender a feeling of "all is normal at JC's 'rent's house." It must leave a sense of severe insomnia for the occupance to any casual observer. If there are any at three in the morning.
What does this have to do with my chosen title of today's post. Nothing really, but I do suggest you all watch Top Gear.
Cheers all.
posted by JC @ 10:01 PM
<< Home