No cooking

Cooking is something I prefer other people do; I do not enjoy it. I'm not saying I don't know how to cook but if I had the choice not to have to cook I would choose not having to as I'm not passionate about it and that means my cooking isn't all that great.

I'm lucky my guy doesn't mind that I don't cook much and that he's a pretty good cook when he has time to do it anyway. He picks on me sometimes when I mess something up but he eats what I make and always thanks me for my effort.

On Sunday I made lunch for us but there was no cooking involved because I made a platter of assorted foods so it was more of food preparation than food cooking. The image isn't from Sunday, that's from one of my other platters I made a whole ago just for an example.

The one I made recently was similar but I added roasted chicken, stuffed olives, a few cold cuts of meat and a small loaf of crusty bread which made the platter a little more robust as a meal and we sat down to a really easy but tasty meal together. We had lemon and ginger kombucha to drink and some nice music playing and enjoyed a lovely lunch together...and there was no cooking involved; that's my sort of meal.