I can't cook

I never really thought that people who can cook had a real talent. I just sortof figured it was one of those things where you do what the recipe says and then the food turns out how it was supposed to.

I have always had a huge amount of respect for people who can invent things (a la Ratatouille). That has always clearly been a talent in my mind. But following a recipe and having it turn out? Not so much.

Until now.

I'm 25 years old and just now realizing that I can't cook.

You would think I would've noticed when Josh taught me how to make pancakes. From a mix. Because I couldn't get them right.

Or perhaps the time I boiled 3 empty pans on the stove within 2 weeks should have tipped me off.

Maybe I could have figured it out when I started making my guests check to see if the brownies (from a box) were done.

But it took one horrible week in which I overcooked the buttermilk syrup (creating buttermilk paste....), undercooked the chocolate frosting (creating chocolate pudding drizzle) and ruined the fruit dip beyond repair to make me realize that I cannot cook.

I told Josh about my revelation and he tried desperately to convince me that I do cook (because he's afraid he'll starve if I cook any less than I do now...), but instead convinced himself that I make a mess of a meal and he fixes it so it's edible. Unless of course it's one of the 10 meals I actually know how to make. So, in the end he agrees with me.

Turns out following a recipe is harder than I thought.

And it only took me 25 years to figure that out.

Kinda makes me wonder what else I'm bad at.....