My son can cook and so can my son-in-law. As I get ready to turn 69-years-old, my informal bucket list has cooking a full meal in the top five.
Today, real guys cook and they cook well and they can cook just about anything. It wasn't that way when I was a kid, not at all and somehow I slid through life being able to do just the basics, like heat up frozen meals, soup from a can and other very simple things.
This is very cliche, but I can cook meat and some veggies on the grill and they taste passable. And I've thrown stuff in the microwave like potatoes and it works.
I want to do more. Yes, I can read instructions in a recipe. Part of me is afraid of failing, setting something on fire, but I will try soon.
This is item #12 on my list of things I've learned in almost 69 years of life. Guys need to be able to cook. And it's time for this guy to start.