Let’s pretend shall we? I’ll pretend to like cooking, ad you pretend it tastes good.
My wife’s cooking is so fabulous, even the smoke alarm cheers her on.
I read recipes the same way I read romance novels. I jump to the end and think, “that’s not going to happen.”
Either my cooking has improved, or my family’s immune systems have gotten stronger.
I love cooking with wine. Sometimes, I even put some in the food.
According to Pinterest, all I need to be a great chef is a crock pot.
My husband’s cooking is so bad that whenever he cooks, we pray after we eat.
My friend’s baker...