I’m starting to realize that some people actually CANNOT cook
I feel really privileged that I grew up with the family did. Whenever I crave something, I know how to cook it. And if I don’t, I can look up a recipe and be able to cook it shortly thereafter. Some of my friends can’t even cook boxed macaroni and cheese or canned soup without screwing it up detrimentally.
I’m thankful that when I’m in the middle of AP art I can think “FUCK ALL I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE RIGHT NOW IS EAT A QUESADILLA” and then I can go home and make the most beautiful quesadilla that anyone’s ever seen. I’m sorry for those of you who are foodily disabled. let me teach you my ways. c: