I have a problem. I am a big fan of nutrition and eating and shit (which is a fairly typical product of eating), but I am not so big of a fan of cooking. This is not a big problem for early-stage My Future Children, but did you know that once they leave their larval stage, they must feed MULTIPLE TIMES A DAY? Eating food that hasn't already been taken care of by evolution? Ridiculous! Looks like either My Future Children get to eat yogurt and peanut butter sammiches everyday, or Spouse will need to cook. Just like a woman.
Fortunately, if I make My Future Children eat enough of my vague attempts at cooking, they will set their standards of what is good-tasting by it. To them, my famous semi-edible paste will be to die for. "Please, Current Parent of mine," My Future Child will say "Makes us more of that brown semi-edible paste tonight, it is my favorite." And in response, I will say "No, Current Child of mine, I have already prepared the yellow semi-edible paste. Maybe tomorrow I will prepare the brown semi-edible paste." My Future Child will then look up at me with eyes lit with joy because, indeed, the yellow semi-edible paste is Child's OTHER favorite dish.
MORAL OF THE STORY: I can't cook. As long as My Future Children don't die, that's okay.
NOMNOMNOM semi-edible paste for everyone!
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