You remember that movie, Ratatouille?
With the chef’s motto “anyone can cook?”

Well, I have always admitted that I am not very good at it.
I mean, I can cook, I am just not really into it.
I just like the eating part.

I can’t even stand the directions on the recipes.
I am not going to check the oven if the meat is tender!
I am not going to take out the tray and stir.
I do not even have the patience to boil water?
Why should I do that? I am not a Chemist.

Can you blame me?
I came from a family of brilliant cooks.
My Mother alone can feed an entire village with just 2 or three ingredients.
And they pretty much took over the kitchen and preferred that I stayed out of their way.

I can feed myself, there’s no question about that,
but I am just not into the whole preparation and trouble of making food.

So it has always been a dilemma whenever I try to feed the kid.

But today,
Today he gave me the most wonderful compliment with what I have prepared for him.

And I quote:

“Dad, when you get old and about to die,
you should give me the recipe to this Hotdog Sandwich. It’s amazing!”

HA!
Suck on that Wolfgang Puck!