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Everyone who actually cooks wants free help, they just want to decide what the other person does, and for that person to otherwise stay out of their way.
Someone’s willing to peel / chop for me? Great! They’re willing to get an early start on cleaning so I don’t have lots of dirty dishes, knives, bowls, and pans cluttering things up? Awesome. Sometimes just a clean pair of hands to open a jar while my hands are goopy is amazing. I’ll even accept someone giving a quick stir to something on the stove so it doesn’t burn if I’m busy with something else.
But, for it to work, they have to know what they’re doing. They have to know what not to do. They can’t get in my way, they can’t take over something I’m doing, or offer unsolicited suggestions. And, if they take over something I was doing / would have done, they have to do a good job of it.
I work well with my sister. If she’s cooking, I’ll ask if she needs help, and only do the things that she wants help with, staying out of her way otherwise. But, I hate when my mom is around because she’ll do things like snack on the ingredients I’m using, or, even worse, add her own ingredients to something I’m making.
Well, except literally every professional chefs, of course.
Professional chefs need someone to scream and throw utensils at.
Really? I had great fun cooking with my girlfriend. Or cooking with kids. Or cooking a massive meal with a bunch of friends. This is a bad post.
your friends and girlfriend don’t have control issues. a lot of people have massive control issues.
you’re a lucky guy.
Bullshit, I love it when my partner hangs around the kitchen while I cook. We get into all sorts of silly discussions or deep philosophical debates.
I especially love when my child is in the kitchen because I have the chance to teach them new things, or they tell me about their day, or vent their frustrations, or tell me a cheesy joke ect.
Only grumpy assholes wouldn’t want other people in the kitchen and frankly I don’t care what grumpy assholes want.
Oh my God! One of my absolute fucking FAVORITE things my son does is he really wants to help me cook. It’s absolutely fucking adorable. He just turned 6 so there’s not a lot that he can manage on his own yet for actual on the stove cooking, but I let him stir certain things, help me pour certain ingredients, stuff like that and he’s always so proud.
A lot of people are just control freaks about their living space and they can’t stand someone doing something differently than they’d do it. My mom was one of them for sure. She was also a shitty cook.
I’m not a control freak and I find it really hard to be around people who are, and goddamn there are a lot of them out there.
I’d just like to find someone who actually cooks. Everyone I date thinks cooking is gross and basically lives off those meal box services. I haven’t met anyone who likes to cooks in over a decade.
My SO has the uncanny ability to always stand where I’m immediately about to go and is otherwise somehow always in the way when I’m cooking so they are banned from the space for the sake of our relationship and their safety.
or you’re just an impatient jerk?
Only if they’re teaching.
Or, if you have a big enough kitchen.
And, maybe two stoves.
Two kitchens, that’s what’s needed. Two whole kitchens next to each other, then you can cook together.
Don’t fucking tell me how to chop onions, I’ve been chopping onions my whole life. I don’t care what you saw on YouTube. And, yes, I just cracked an egg on the edge of the bowl, do you SEE any shell in the egg? No. Because I’ve been cracking eggs that way longer than you’ve been alive. Go grind sea salt, or something, leave me alone.
Crack your eggs on a flat surface, and they’ll split cleanly around the equator. Crack them on the edge of the bowl if you want to blast a hole in one spot and end up with shell in your eggs half of the time.
Don’t fucking tell me how to chop onions, I’ve been chopping onions my whole life. I don’t care what you saw on YouTube. And, yes, I just cracked an egg on the edge of the bowl, do you SEE any shell in the egg? No. Because I’ve been cracking eggs that way longer than you’ve been alive. Go grind sea salt, or something, leave me alone.
That’s a toxic spouse. I’m guessing the criticism reaches beyond cooking technique.
I was joking, but I see now this isn’t a meme community, so maybe I over stepped.
Wife’s coming up with good recipes but is way clumsier than me, so yeah pair cooking is totally a thing.
If people stay on the other side of the counter, they can heckle me and tell me all the worst thing in the universe. But don’t come in my 2 square meters of cramped space where I work.
They don’t need the plate that bad, people will cut the cheese on the wrapper and be okay with that.
It’s fine if you’re not a control freak.
