Cooking. I find it such a personal thing. I’m not a chef, I just cook. Do I enjoy it? Thoroughly. Don’t you find it so rewarding with the end result, the full meal is so enjoyed your guests promise, maybe even threaten to come back again for more?
The thing is though, I will only cook for a select few. And this is the truth, so far at least. I am ecstatic when good friends accept an invitation to come round for lunch or dinner. But, when on the subject of food with others, I find myself shying away from any hints or suggestions that I cook for them.
I suspect I’m not the only one. I still haven’t figured out why that is. Might be because I want my guests to be comfortable enough to open a bottle of wine, choose the music, ask for a second bottle of wine and then unanimous agreement that bubbly would indeed be a great idea! If some of us have consumed enough wine and decide to use the living room as a dance floor, then so much the better. And of course they must share my love of food.
On reflection, if you like food, consume copious amounts of alcohol and like dancing, what I can tell you is: it's not personal after all!
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