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I don't do much of the cooking around the house. I'm not fond of cooking, but my husband usually enjoys it, so he does most of it. Every once in a while, though, it falls upon me to cook something.

The other day, Hubby was getting all of our dinner's ingredients assembled before he went on a bike ride, so that he could cook dinner as soon as he got back. He was going to be making a stir fry meal, so he needed rice — but if he waited to make the rice until he got back, it would make dinner much later.

He paused and gave me a hard look. "Can you cook rice?"

It was such a funny question. I mean, I know I'm no culinary arts expert or anything, but I can cook. However, apparently my lack of talent has become legendary. I laughed. "I can read instructions," I said, because I don't cook rice often enough to have the measurements memorized. I've actually never liked it enough to want to learn how to cook it.

Apparently Hubby didn't find my answer very reassuring, because he measured everything out for me, and left me with strict instructions on how to make the rice.



I guess I had better start considering looking into taking a few cooking classes at a culinary school, so that my husband doesn't think I'm a complete failure in the kitchen.