So, you've decided to try and find out about my blog, well it looks like you're not going to find any answers here. I'm not going to tell you anything, not that this is about my journey into the world of cooking. Not that this is where I will be documenting what is going on for the next six weeks. You are just wasting your time... oh wait.
Many would call me a kind soul, it is said that I am one of the most caring people in the world. Also, I like to create alternate realities that are nothing like the real world. Judging by my profile picture, it is clear that I am not human. Although I am not a border collie, a fifteen year old boy is not considered human. If I were to describe myself with one word, I would choose: Devious. Now this skill may not be useful in the six week endeavor I am embarking on, but it helps me finish projects that I push off until the day before they are due. I am resourceful and hardworking, and find gramar and spelling dificult. Also I may be known to lie. If you were to follow me around for a week, I would call you a creep and punch you in the gut, but you'd find me playing baseball everyday after school. You would also see me sleeping a lot, because I am worn out everyday after baseball practice, but hey, you're the one following me around. Also, this really is not an about me post, it is more like a dictation of the thoughts in my head at the moment. Anyways, I thought that in this crazy mess, that will most likely confuse you, I should mention that I am the fifth child in a family of six. If you would like to contact me look at the information below.
Phone Number: 4 (don't call me)
Email: rmcfarland01319@gmail.com
Address: You already followed me around for a week, you should know.
If you are interested in watching me in a sick baseball edit, (I appear for approximately 4 seconds) watch the video below.
My
first thoughts as I begin this mandatory six-week journey is, why did I choose
cooking? I've just unleashed a furry like no other, my free time is going to be
taken away by boring instructional books telling me the amount of foods to put
in each meal, how to properly set food on fire, and being scolded by my parents
for making terrible food. I have little experience with cooking aside from
making scrambled eggs (I can only make scrambled eggs because I break the yolk
every time I crack an egg). But I am darn good at making scrambled eggs, so I
figured why not try cooking?
(Not actually my eggs, just googled scrambled eggs)
I thought this opportunity would allow me to learn
a life skill, learn about a different world that I have seen every day, but
never ventured near. I see cooks every day, at restaurants, fast-food places,
and at home because my parents cook about six days a week. Maybe this project
will help me understand their struggles, or maybe I don't want to know the
horrors that they face. Some checkpoints I will set up are different meals I will be able to prepare. I will start with breakfast, then lunch, then dinner, and if I am feeling a little extra in the fifth or sixth week, perhaps a dessert may come into school. I'll most likely be tracking my progress through the
amount of tears shed because of my cooking, probably in a small graduated
cylinder. Each week a new cylinder will be used to collect the tears, and over
time the amount of tears should go down. Hopefully. Or I can measure my progress by tracking the number of meals that I can cook successfully (meaning I can eat the food without wanting to regurgitate it). This numeric value will help quantify this qualitative journey into Hell's Kitchen, where Gordon will surely kick me off in the first week.
