So  why do I keep thinking I can. I have prepared meals since I was an 18 year old bride. I raised 4 children and none of them starved to death so I can prepare a meal.  But to “cook” is different.  It is to follow a recipe, especially one with more than 3 ingredients and maybe  with different cooking  directions on how to prepare those ingredients with the end results having  people rave over your abilities. This isn’t happening here!  No matter how hard I try.  I cook just well enough to keep my husband from wanting to take me out to dinner every night, but not the kind of cooking that gives satisfaction to me..

Once again I tried tonight, it was certainly edible, but not memorable.  And certainly not worth the effort, of toasting  the bread in olive oil, pulsing it smooth with almonds and fresh parsley. None of which I have ever bought at home, let alone in the Mercado, which had to be done strictly in my fractured Spanish.  I know I deserve an A for effort, but I would prefer a night out!  Why do I keep torturing   myself, and admit survival cooking is as best as it is going to get.  You will note, there is  no picture of my shrimp dinner.  The most fun part of it was shopping in El Mercado Publico, that part I enjoy.  Golly gee, I’m a shopper not a cook, who could have guessed that! Signing off KO

Author: zihuathyme

I'm a traveler, not as frequently as I would like as I'm semi retired. I prefer that phrase to working part time. I would love to travel to new places, getting ready to do that as a solo traveler. For hobbies I make and sell stone & shell bird houses, garden and have joined a couple of hiking groups. I'm a reader and love my kindle. I still work some, I'm a Wedding Officiant and officiate at about 20 weddings a year, and also operate a small delivery service. Prior to my "semi retirement" I was in corrections and before that I owned and operated a bail bond agency. The Senior is no longer with me, his choice, and I am OK with that.

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