I’m not very good at cooking, but I know a man who is. I don’t know him very well, he is just a friend of the family, but I have had his cooking several times, and he says he enjoys it very much. I wish I could get to know him better, but he is older than me so I can’t really. I think that I should learn to cook so when I am on my own or when I get a family I can cook good stuff.
I loveto make things I have never ate. My favorite foods are ones that I’ve not tried. Dash of garlic. Fresh Ground Pepper. Sensations From The Pan. Some of the best things come from the kitchen and the mind
Warm, succulent, food! Chopping vegetables, heating the pan, the sizzle of oil in the pan! The warm smell of spices as they saute in the oil.
Rising yeast to bake bread. Kneading the dough, shaping the loaves, putting it in the oven, loving the smell of baking.
Amanda
”Have you every wanted to be a cook?” he asked, ”Your food is terrific.”
You would think this was progress, a sign that I had made an impression. For him this response served two purposes: it might result in another meal at a future time, and it indicated the end of the social exchange, the point at which he could get up and leave.
”But wait,” I said, ”we need to do the washing up.”
there is a ver nice cook. His name is jhonny. Jonny is the best! Everyone loves him. His cooking is amazing. His resturaunt is called Jhonny’s cooking club. He makes everything imaginable! Jonny is loved around the globe for his great cooking. Jonny has an amazing talent. No one could ever beet Jonny the great.
Jules
There is a cook. His name is ben. He like cooking pizza, pasta, sushi and lots of other things. Everyone loves his excellent cooking. He has a resturaunt called Ben’s diner. It’s very popular.
Jules
as I get older,mI like to cook more.
maybe because I have time and don’t have to please everyone and
I’m not afraid to experiment. I can have fun with it.
Robin
I can’t cook. Unless you count reading recipes. I would like to learn though. White chefs hat. My favorite room in the house is the kitchen.
Profoundly cooked. That is what I am called to some, who don’t understand that the stance I take is a perspective that works well for me. Possibly, quite possibly, not well for others. Cooked. Baked. Buttered. Hmm, maybe I need some more raw …
I really enjoy cooking. It has become a hobby of mine. One day I want to have a family and cook delicious meals for them. My mother is a huge inspiration on that. She is an amazing woman and a great influence on my life. I thought about being a pastry chef just because she has shown me how to make the delicious recipes! I love her dearly.
Brittney Varsel
I like to cook food. My favorite things to cook are hamburgers, Chinese food, hot dogs, and soup. I learned how to cook from my mother, but she can only cook Chinese food. I got sick of Chinese food really easily, so I learned how to cook myself. WHen I grow up, I want to become a chef, and go to culinary school. Then, I will form my own restaurant.
Shirley
I love to cook, especially new recipes. The thing is that I don’t cook very often. Why do I deprive myself of the fun of cooking? I just am not in the habit of it. Gosh darn it! I did cook dinner recently, and it was great — I recreated a dish I ate in a restaurant, and I was very proud.
Carol Bailey Floyd
I’m a cook, i like to cook.
Cookies in the kitchen.
Cooking cookies makes me smile
Cooking cookies is my guile
Lisa
I am really bad at cooking. There is such a mess. Recently I learned you should clean as you cook. But then arrises another problem: How do you time everything so all meals come out at the same time. I hate finishing one and by the time I’m done with the other, the 1st has gone cold. My mom never has that problem. She’s awesome like most mothers are.
Cynthia
she cooked up a well planed murder…. she was not ganna let denis get away with this she could never let him do this to other women around the world, in fact right now he was heading to japan to meet kim-su his “love”. but if this is anything like it was with her kim-su would end up dead or damn near to it. she didnt like the idea of revenge but it was the only idea she had at the moment.
a concoction of young love and mystery
we put in our ingredients and let it simmer.
it was our first time with such a complicated recipe, but would be worth it.
We forgot about it, left it on the back-burner for a few years.
then all of a sudden
one day we lifted the lid and let the wonderful stew fill our soul.
and we never hungered again.
austin
fry
Dianne
bake
Dianne
left wing, right wing
tryin’ too hard to fit in
battleground, happy end
gotta be a lover, not just friend
makes no difference what food you cook
but lights up the room the way you look
the air was….cool. outdoors the cool breeze of winter kissed my cheek and whispered sweet nothings in my ear, tickling the nape of my neck as i dreamt of
fembot91
The short order cook at the diner looked as if he had stepped out of a movie. Greasy apron, stubbly face, big meaty hands. He stared at me as i averted my eyes. I didn’t notice that my gaze had been so fixated.
The cook went to his shop and brought materials for the project. On his way to the store a man stop him and asked if he had any money. The cook in looked into the man eyes and saw nothing.
Shane Humerickhouse
i cook for him. today i made him chicken soup, with my own spin, his favorite thing that i make. today i had to tell him something so that’s why i made this especially…
She sat in the kitchen wondering what to cook for dinner tonight. He would be home in 2 hours and 20 minutes. She had better make something nice, or he might blow up again. It’s not worth this she thought. But then little Sammy toddled into the kitchen and pulled her hand. SHe looked down into his huge green eyes and knew that she could never leave him. She had to stay for Sammy. She looked into the fridge and pulled out some chicken fillets and tomatoes, and turned on the oven.
Niamh Emmett
I love to cook. It makes me feel like I am doing something vital for my family. Chopping, slicing, dicing, braising, browning, frying…it’s all the same to me. Just an ends to a means. But the real thrill comes from seasoning. What am I in the mood for tonight? Sweet? Savory? Spicy? So many choices in the just the type of salt alone. Then add some herbs, they are key to great flavor. Not too much pepper though, that stays on the pallet way too long and overwhelms the meal. Just like in life, a little sweet and sour goes a long way…
paulie aragon
Yesterday i cooked raviolis and covered them with sauce and it was delicious and beautiful and it reminded me of home and how i use to cook those everyday after school for about three fourth of my jr year. I love you. fuck off topic.
Ashley Scesny
I like to cook at home. It saves money on food and I can portion exactly. When I eat out I either good too full or finish my food without being satisfied. I can cook a mean red onion lamb burger. Oooooh boy.
i am italian and I love cooking cooking is to share is lovely when other people can taste what you done for the with your heart!I love to share food, everything cook for many people is more enjoyable to eat is just an amazing feeling!!
Ilaria
I’m not a good cook, but my sister is. I love to sit in the kitchen with her when she’s making dinner or a new desert. That’s probably when we have some of our best times together.
Jenna
I like to cook. It is a fun thing to do with friends and with family. My brother really likes to bake, but he is not very good at it, unfortunately. Otherwise I would probably be really fat.
My friend is a “person who cooks.” I am a “person who grabs random things to stay alive.” I want to be a person who cooks, but life is hard, and cooking is hard. So, no cooking for me. But cooking is an art, like conversation, or painting, or life in general.
My dad’s mother is an AMAZING cook. She makes really awesome food. On holidays she makes all the food, and its soooooo good. I love you Grandma!! <3
Janaye
England!
England looked over his shoulder at the horrified faces behind him.
“Yes?”
What are you doing! France and I had this covered!” China said hysterically.
“Hmm-? But you all looked tired so I figured that if I made some scones it will help?” he said hesitantly, holding up a darkened lump.
“Yes, yes, that’s all good, but can you go help Japan? I think he needs your help more than we do.” France said as he ushered the smaller blond to the trap door.
mildy simmering summer
pondside sunsoup
toes in silt
hands in grit
sandy spine
elbows of gravel
eyelids full of sun
Ciara
I want to cook a meal for you, she said. It will be fun, sexy, exciting, she said. Now the fire department is here and I can’t breathe for smoke and the food is charred. Takeout, I suppose, because we both forgot we can’t cook.
kg
What my mom does, and my grandma. Chefs cook at restaurants. I can cook some things but I usually need help. I like cooking noodles and cookies. My dad cooks BBQ in the summer. The food is good.
Hadley
I cant cook to save my life. I burn everything in sight. Water, if that is even possible too. One day, I decided to make cookie brownies..
Cooking. Or Captain Cook. But people on boats have to eat too, don’t they? So definitely cooking.
Cooking is the best application of chemistry ever. It most certainly rivals landing on the moon with rockets. Because I can actually taste and experience cooking, but not rockets. Those go in lame educational videos.
I can’t cook. Have I tried? Have I had to peel spaghetti off the walls? Wipe smoothie chunks off the ground and out of my hair. Absolutely. Absolutely. I’m consider myself a chef, just not culinary wise.
I’m not very good at cooking, but I know a man who is. I don’t know him very well, he is just a friend of the family, but I have had his cooking several times, and he says he enjoys it very much. I wish I could get to know him better, but he is older than me so I can’t really. I think that I should learn to cook so when I am on my own or when I get a family I can cook good stuff.
I loveto make things I have never ate. My favorite foods are ones that I’ve not tried. Dash of garlic. Fresh Ground Pepper. Sensations From The Pan. Some of the best things come from the kitchen and the mind
Warm, succulent, food! Chopping vegetables, heating the pan, the sizzle of oil in the pan! The warm smell of spices as they saute in the oil.
Rising yeast to bake bread. Kneading the dough, shaping the loaves, putting it in the oven, loving the smell of baking.
”Have you every wanted to be a cook?” he asked, ”Your food is terrific.”
You would think this was progress, a sign that I had made an impression. For him this response served two purposes: it might result in another meal at a future time, and it indicated the end of the social exchange, the point at which he could get up and leave.
”But wait,” I said, ”we need to do the washing up.”
I caught him on a cold morning with a snowball in a saucepan, holding the handle tight but gentle like a dog’s leash.
there is a ver nice cook. His name is jhonny. Jonny is the best! Everyone loves him. His cooking is amazing. His resturaunt is called Jhonny’s cooking club. He makes everything imaginable! Jonny is loved around the globe for his great cooking. Jonny has an amazing talent. No one could ever beet Jonny the great.
There is a cook. His name is ben. He like cooking pizza, pasta, sushi and lots of other things. Everyone loves his excellent cooking. He has a resturaunt called Ben’s diner. It’s very popular.
as I get older,mI like to cook more.
maybe because I have time and don’t have to please everyone and
I’m not afraid to experiment. I can have fun with it.
I can’t cook. Unless you count reading recipes. I would like to learn though. White chefs hat. My favorite room in the house is the kitchen.
Profoundly cooked. That is what I am called to some, who don’t understand that the stance I take is a perspective that works well for me. Possibly, quite possibly, not well for others. Cooked. Baked. Buttered. Hmm, maybe I need some more raw …
I really enjoy cooking. It has become a hobby of mine. One day I want to have a family and cook delicious meals for them. My mother is a huge inspiration on that. She is an amazing woman and a great influence on my life. I thought about being a pastry chef just because she has shown me how to make the delicious recipes! I love her dearly.
I like to cook food. My favorite things to cook are hamburgers, Chinese food, hot dogs, and soup. I learned how to cook from my mother, but she can only cook Chinese food. I got sick of Chinese food really easily, so I learned how to cook myself. WHen I grow up, I want to become a chef, and go to culinary school. Then, I will form my own restaurant.
I love to cook, especially new recipes. The thing is that I don’t cook very often. Why do I deprive myself of the fun of cooking? I just am not in the habit of it. Gosh darn it! I did cook dinner recently, and it was great — I recreated a dish I ate in a restaurant, and I was very proud.
I’m a cook, i like to cook.
Cookies in the kitchen.
Cooking cookies makes me smile
Cooking cookies is my guile
I am really bad at cooking. There is such a mess. Recently I learned you should clean as you cook. But then arrises another problem: How do you time everything so all meals come out at the same time. I hate finishing one and by the time I’m done with the other, the 1st has gone cold. My mom never has that problem. She’s awesome like most mothers are.
she cooked up a well planed murder…. she was not ganna let denis get away with this she could never let him do this to other women around the world, in fact right now he was heading to japan to meet kim-su his “love”. but if this is anything like it was with her kim-su would end up dead or damn near to it. she didnt like the idea of revenge but it was the only idea she had at the moment.
a concoction of young love and mystery
we put in our ingredients and let it simmer.
it was our first time with such a complicated recipe, but would be worth it.
We forgot about it, left it on the back-burner for a few years.
then all of a sudden
one day we lifted the lid and let the wonderful stew fill our soul.
and we never hungered again.
fry
bake
left wing, right wing
tryin’ too hard to fit in
battleground, happy end
gotta be a lover, not just friend
makes no difference what food you cook
but lights up the room the way you look
the air was….cool. outdoors the cool breeze of winter kissed my cheek and whispered sweet nothings in my ear, tickling the nape of my neck as i dreamt of
The short order cook at the diner looked as if he had stepped out of a movie. Greasy apron, stubbly face, big meaty hands. He stared at me as i averted my eyes. I didn’t notice that my gaze had been so fixated.
The cook went to his shop and brought materials for the project. On his way to the store a man stop him and asked if he had any money. The cook in looked into the man eyes and saw nothing.
i cook for him. today i made him chicken soup, with my own spin, his favorite thing that i make. today i had to tell him something so that’s why i made this especially…
She sat in the kitchen wondering what to cook for dinner tonight. He would be home in 2 hours and 20 minutes. She had better make something nice, or he might blow up again. It’s not worth this she thought. But then little Sammy toddled into the kitchen and pulled her hand. SHe looked down into his huge green eyes and knew that she could never leave him. She had to stay for Sammy. She looked into the fridge and pulled out some chicken fillets and tomatoes, and turned on the oven.
I love to cook. It makes me feel like I am doing something vital for my family. Chopping, slicing, dicing, braising, browning, frying…it’s all the same to me. Just an ends to a means. But the real thrill comes from seasoning. What am I in the mood for tonight? Sweet? Savory? Spicy? So many choices in the just the type of salt alone. Then add some herbs, they are key to great flavor. Not too much pepper though, that stays on the pallet way too long and overwhelms the meal. Just like in life, a little sweet and sour goes a long way…
Yesterday i cooked raviolis and covered them with sauce and it was delicious and beautiful and it reminded me of home and how i use to cook those everyday after school for about three fourth of my jr year. I love you. fuck off topic.
I like to cook at home. It saves money on food and I can portion exactly. When I eat out I either good too full or finish my food without being satisfied. I can cook a mean red onion lamb burger. Oooooh boy.
i am italian and I love cooking cooking is to share is lovely when other people can taste what you done for the with your heart!I love to share food, everything cook for many people is more enjoyable to eat is just an amazing feeling!!
I’m not a good cook, but my sister is. I love to sit in the kitchen with her when she’s making dinner or a new desert. That’s probably when we have some of our best times together.
I like to cook. It is a fun thing to do with friends and with family. My brother really likes to bake, but he is not very good at it, unfortunately. Otherwise I would probably be really fat.
My friend is a “person who cooks.” I am a “person who grabs random things to stay alive.” I want to be a person who cooks, but life is hard, and cooking is hard. So, no cooking for me. But cooking is an art, like conversation, or painting, or life in general.
My dad’s mother is an AMAZING cook. She makes really awesome food. On holidays she makes all the food, and its soooooo good. I love you Grandma!! <3
England!
England looked over his shoulder at the horrified faces behind him.
“Yes?”
What are you doing! France and I had this covered!” China said hysterically.
“Hmm-? But you all looked tired so I figured that if I made some scones it will help?” he said hesitantly, holding up a darkened lump.
“Yes, yes, that’s all good, but can you go help Japan? I think he needs your help more than we do.” France said as he ushered the smaller blond to the trap door.
mildy simmering summer
pondside sunsoup
toes in silt
hands in grit
sandy spine
elbows of gravel
eyelids full of sun
I want to cook a meal for you, she said. It will be fun, sexy, exciting, she said. Now the fire department is here and I can’t breathe for smoke and the food is charred. Takeout, I suppose, because we both forgot we can’t cook.
What my mom does, and my grandma. Chefs cook at restaurants. I can cook some things but I usually need help. I like cooking noodles and cookies. My dad cooks BBQ in the summer. The food is good.
I cant cook to save my life. I burn everything in sight. Water, if that is even possible too. One day, I decided to make cookie brownies..
Cooking. Or Captain Cook. But people on boats have to eat too, don’t they? So definitely cooking.
Cooking is the best application of chemistry ever. It most certainly rivals landing on the moon with rockets. Because I can actually taste and experience cooking, but not rockets. Those go in lame educational videos.
I can’t cook. Have I tried? Have I had to peel spaghetti off the walls? Wipe smoothie chunks off the ground and out of my hair. Absolutely. Absolutely. I’m consider myself a chef, just not culinary wise.