Once upon a time, I had a stroppy teenage daughter who
refused to learn how to cook.
‘But it’s important you know how to make a few, simple dishes,’ I said. 'How else will you feed yourself when you leave home?’
She just tutted and shrugged. ‘I’m going to be a famous TV presenter. I’ll be eating out in restaurants most of the time.’
And I tutted and shrugged back. ‘Well don’t expect me to send you food parcels!’
2 comments:
Sometimes we don't know what we'll like doing until we give it a try.
Very true, Patsy. And if she had liked cooking in her teens the novelty might have worn off by now!
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