“Get out of here! I’m making this!”
*He adds spices to spinach that’s being sauteed* “Fine! I’m just helping you out!”
“Well don’t, I’ve got it! Get out of here!” *I hip check him out of the kitchen* “… What do mushrooms look like when they’re done?”
“You said you didn’t want my help!”
… That was the scene two days ago when my boyfriend and I cooked dinner together. I promise, we actually do like each other… To be fair, the dinner dish was his idea, but I was trying to cook it… And we do NOT have the same cooking styles, so the 2 of us trying to use all 4 burners at the same time was not going super smoothly… Although I’m sure my roommate got a kick out of the whole thing!
Fast forward to tomorrow, when we’ll be making an entire Thanksgiving feast together. Something tells me it’s either going to work really well, or be a huge disaster. Call MTV, I have a reality show in the making…