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Chef Extraordinaire…personal

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Bending over to stoke the firewood, blowing at it with gusto and fanning the crackling flames till they lit; putting kerosene into the stove and lighting it’s wicks with an ignited single broomstick; manipulating the gas cooker to lower the heat from burning the beans or rice while I snatched a quick five minutes read in the bathroom, were my early forays in the kitchen. I was caught young!

Naturally this has gravitated towards keeping my brood and my dear Himself nourished over the years and I believe that in most homes this is usually the case – the mother automatically assumes the kitchen chef position.

I certainly know the way to his heart by keeping his tummy nicely sated with good tasting yumminess πŸ™‚

It has been my primary responsibility over the years and I dare say that I can whip up a decent meal and efficiently too.

Since that is the case, it goes without debate that I am the best cook in my domain.

However, there are have been days that Himself develops a desire to become a culinary artist and Myself simply puts up her feet and watch’s my kitchen transform into an operation desert storm πŸ˜‰

I don’t mutter a word of discouragement so that the waves of culinary want-to-do will hit more often.

I simply go ahead and enjoy eating every bite whipped up by Himself, with a deep hum of appreciation and a sink load of dirty pots and pans.

Do you enjoy whipping up some yummy stuff or is there a Himself in your life, who is a culinary artist turning your kitchen into an area hit by a thunder storm?

Β© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

NaBloPoMo – Thursday, November 26

If you’re celebrating Thanksgiving today (or even if you’re not!), tell us about the best cook in your family.

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29 thoughts on “Chef Extraordinaire…personal

  1. I make jokes about it but I am a decent cook. Hubby is, too, and was much better than I when we first married. So I was more timid then. Now, years later, I can even make biscuits and gravy and bake pies just like his momma made when he was growing up in TN.

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    1. πŸ™‚ I can understand the early parts of that whole married business and being a bit more timid. There were some dishes that I had to learn to prepare from my mother-in-law and I daresay that now I prepare them with flourish πŸ™‚ I certainly agree that practice makes perfect.

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  2. I am the cook, but I pulled my son into learning how to cook early and he’s pretty good when he’s not busy.He has to work today so it’s all me, and hubby the designated one to go out for that one thing I forgot. I hope you have a happy Thanksgiving πŸ™‚

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  3. Thank you for inviting us into your home!! (Or is this back in Houston?) It’s always nice to get a break from cooking and having someone else do the dirty work for once. I employ my husband to cook brunch during the weekend…he seems do pretty well with breakfast dishes!

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    1. This was when we came last December for a look see, then went back to Houston before our move in July. He was pampering me as much as possible to sway my mind into accepting to come over πŸ˜‰ You are lucky about the dishes. My hubby doesn’t mind rustling up something but absolutely hates washing dishes.

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