Experts in the field of psychology tell us that fear is good. Fear is what keeps us from falling off cliffs, being run over by buses, and eating things that will make us sick (at least after the first time). In my case, fear (or its trusty sidekick, loathing) keeps me out of the kitchen altogether.
I don’t really believe I’m afraid of food, but I do detest the idea of food preparation. I don’t know what psychologists would have to say about that, except, probably that I’m using my dislike as a way to hide my fear, that my fear stems from my distaste or that it was all my mother’s fault, which, ironically, could be true since she only enters her kitchen to wash the dishes my father dirties or make herself a cup of tea. And they’d probably ask, “how do you feel about that?” Well, I’m fine with it since there are so many options for eating without cooking and I hardly ever have to do anything but dust the stove.
Don’t get me wrong. I do like to eat. But I’m mostly into satisfying my needs as soon as I realize I have one. Once I realize I’m hungry, preparing and then waiting for food to cook takes far too long. And I can never seem to predict when I’m going to get hungry. Sometimes I wake up hungry. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m lucky to locate the floor at that point, never mind trying to remember that putting a raw egg in the microwave is a really, really bad idea. Once you’d seen the mess that made, you’d probably be scared to go back into your kitchen too.
I don’t really believe I’m afraid of food, but I do detest the idea of food preparation. I don’t know what psychologists would have to say about that, except, probably that I’m using my dislike as a way to hide my fear, that my fear stems from my distaste or that it was all my mother’s fault, which, ironically, could be true since she only enters her kitchen to wash the dishes my father dirties or make herself a cup of tea. And they’d probably ask, “how do you feel about that?” Well, I’m fine with it since there are so many options for eating without cooking and I hardly ever have to do anything but dust the stove.
Don’t get me wrong. I do like to eat. But I’m mostly into satisfying my needs as soon as I realize I have one. Once I realize I’m hungry, preparing and then waiting for food to cook takes far too long. And I can never seem to predict when I’m going to get hungry. Sometimes I wake up hungry. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m lucky to locate the floor at that point, never mind trying to remember that putting a raw egg in the microwave is a really, really bad idea. Once you’d seen the mess that made, you’d probably be scared to go back into your kitchen too.
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