Saturday, July 08, 2006

Lepers to the left, singles to the right.

I had a conversation the other day and it was not the first time the topic has come up. So I am here to set the record straight for all of you out there who co-habitat. We, and I feel that I can safely speak on behalf of the group, people who live on our own do, in fact, eat food.

The first time this came up was a few years back when a group of people from work sat down for lunch together. I pulled out some lasagna and salad. “Oh did your mother make that for you?” Brenda (yes, her real name) asked. “No. I made it.” I replied. “Really, you made an entire lasagna for yourself?” I explained to her that I would freeze half of it for later and make a couple meals out of the rest. She could not get her head around why people who lived on their own would go to the trouble of cooking for themselves. Why if it wasn’t for her husband and two kids she “would never turn on the oven.” For the record, there has since been an affair and a divorce. Apparently she turned on the oven for somebody.

KitKat mentioned it in his now defunct blog too. He popped in for some reason or the other just as I was making lunch so I asked him to stay. We had lamb, potatoes and some sort of vegetable. He was, I can’t say shocked as he knows I like to eat well and treat myself, but, shall we say mildly surprised that I would go to such extremes when cooking for myself.

And just the other day I took a pie to work to suck up to my new co-workers. I shouldn’t have gone to so much trouble I was told. Not at all, I was making another one for myself anyway. Again, it was a given that I was going to a dinner party that night, or taking it to a BBQ. For the record, I am quite capable of eating an entire pie by myself thank you very much. Have you ever tasted my pastry?

I have to ask, is it assumed that Kraft dinner is our main source of sustenance? That we forage for bugs and insects on our way home? Aside from Sunday supper at our parents we get no hot food? That we are the ones that keep McDonalds and Pizza Hut in business? That our lives are as empty as a Chinese take-out carton? That our refrigerators our stocked with nothing but fine wines and champagnes for us to drown our pitiful lonely existence in? Don’t be silly, that’s what the bar fridge next to our bed is for.


Anonymous CPB said...

Stereotypes, while unfair, are not based entirely on falsehoods.

It took me over 2 months to find out my stove doesn't work. Although honestly most of my cooking is stove-based anyway. But still, 2 months, and then it was only because i wanted to make garlic bread.

and eating out is more fabulous anyway darling ... think of the wide assortment of booze at your finger tips

4:04 PM  
Anonymous karen said...

of course one cooks darling- what is civilization for. are you putting by part of the fabulous harvest in the form of condiments- perhaps we can do a big batch together-i already have a 'chili sauce' date for chopping and boiling and sterilizing jars- just crap in the stores.
auntie karen

5:42 AM  
Blogger With Love, Fat Girl said...

Darling, Lance told me that you love to bake and so you and I have to get together sometime and do some recipe swapping.

Also, just a few days ago, I had the privilege of welcoming a new addition to my family: a Kitchenaid 600 series mixer! Let's all get together one day and set it loose!

8:21 AM  
Blogger Lance Morrison said...

Cooking for one was the loneliest thing I could think of (worst than playing solitaire), until I realized I ought just cook extra, and use the fridgeidaire!

Karen: If your chili sauce is anything like your sisters, I call dibs on two jars of my very own. I'd pay you good money for it too. You're right, it's just crap in the stores.

Fat Girl: Wow! You really know how to throw a party. Simmer down, girl. You'll get pastry in your hair.

9:24 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Lance- it is my sister's recipe and we do it together and you can have two jars since you appreciate it.

10:19 AM  
Blogger With Love, Fat Girl said...

I love it when you talk dirty to me.

7:23 PM  
Blogger Callooh said...

I LONG to cook for one.

Actually its cooking I hate, meal preparation I love. Being vegan, and not eating wheat or corn I do a lot of Indian and asian cooking for myself - then have to make something for the kids, 2 of which are vegetarian. I feel like a short order cook! I finally put them in charge of their own breakfasts and lunches AND clean up.

I don't think I'd ever make the effort you make - and no I've never tried your pies, but I'd let you cook for me anytime!

5:20 AM  

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