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So I have this really weird problem with cooking and eating.
It's my job. I do it all day long. I love it. I don't wanna do anything else with my life.
So, when I cook at home for my girlfriend and I or my family I spend so much time preparing everything and dealing with the food that when it comes time to eat... I don't want to. I'm not hungry anymore. So, tonight my I'm cooking steaks on the grill with a red wine reduction, fried potatoes, salad, and broccoli with cheese sauce for my girlfriend and friend of ours (Who happens to be hot as fuck. Two hot girls drinkin' wine. The night could end very well for me.) and me. All from scratch. Spared no expense. And I know that when we sit down to eat I'll take maybe two bites of everything and stop.
I think it's because I'm not use to eating what I cook. At work I pump out food at a frantic pace. I make it and someone else eats it. I don't cook to eat. I cook to feed. When I lived alone I never cooked. I'd rather have a PBJ then even look at the stove. But now that I'm cooking for two... (And she kind of expects me to make this huge fancy meals because of my career choice.)
It happens with my family too. I'll cook a big meal for a holiday or birthday or any other type of celebration. See, I'm also expected to cook for all events because of my career choice. Don't get me wrong, I love to treat my family and friends to the best food possible. I just would like them to come into my restaurant. Anyway, Last Christmas I cook most of the meal myself. And when it came time to eat, I stayed in the kitchen to do dishes. It's just more at home for me to be a "gloried servant."
So does anyone else have this problem? And I don't really think it's a problem. I just find it odd.
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