Why I’ll Never Be a Cook

The whys of why I’ll never be
A cook is pretty plain to me;
There are no rhymes that make much sense,
It’s all too rushed and too intense.

A pinch of this, a splash of that,
How much? Why just a little dash..
You might as well say bugaboo
Along a heap of scooby-doo.

Instead of pinch, how ’bout an inch?
And why not slab instead of dab?
Somehow these substitutes don’t fly
As well as you may think…don’t cry.

An art? For sure, I understand
That cooking’s not for every hand,
Especially one that likes to rhyme,
To cook can be an awful crime.

18 thoughts on “Why I’ll Never Be a Cook

  1. So I won’t tell you I’m making tomato and crayfish tail sauce to go with a sea bass fillet and herb potatoes tonight then… 🙂

    1. No, but give me your address and set out an extra plate. 😉

      1. The best I can do is a pic I’m afraid! Be ready in a couple of hours 🙂

      2. Ooh it was very nice 🙂

          1. Tell me your email address I’ll email the recipe. Or a pic 🙂

            1. A recipe in my paws is a recipe for disaster. Very much appreciate the consideration though. 😀

  2. Well cooking in my Italian mothers family is a must…if you don’t cook you are booted! Love the rhyme!

    1. Then I’ll be a Puss in Boots. 😀

  3. This is why God invented microwaves.

    1. Where many of my meals come out of. Amen.

  4. Haha! Funny considering I love to cook:)

    1. Ah, I envy you. People who cook are like gods and goddesses to me. They can make food edible in a way I cannot.

  5. Love it. I am not a cook either the simpler the better. Even down to paper plates

  6. I am a cook through and through, but I loved that. C=

    1. Ah, I am so envious. I will go drown my envy in a PB&J sandwich. 😉

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