Wednesday, August 10, 2005
today i'm a housewife - part two
Cooking has never been my passion. I kid you not, I would rather pay to get my food and good service than slaving my ass in the kitchen.
Okay, let me re-iterate. Cooking isn't so bad. The cleaning part is!
For the past few days, I've been in the kitchen, be it cooking some stuff, baking cakes or making sushi.
W comes from a very traditional Chinese family. His mum reckons that all girls should know how to cook and clean. That's her interpretation of a good wife. To me, great sex, lots of compromise and respect is what a good wife makes. When I first came to Aus, I lived with them for a period of time. There was once she showed me how to clean a whole chicken and I went...
Me: *pointing at the chicken* Eww... This is horrendous
Not-my-mum: Yeah, you would have to learn how to do this. Otherwise, how can you cook?
Me: Huh? I'd just get myself a husband who knows how to cook. And clean of course!
Not-my-mum: WHAT? Please, no guys will actually do this kind of work. They never go into the kitchen
I was thinking to myself, let's not compare us to people from different culture but where I came from, there are guys in my family that cooks. My late Uncle L is an excellent cook. So does a few others. Of course I didn't tell W mummy dearest that. We really just don't get along. I mean, excuse me? My mum doesn't even do this to me!
Okay, I better get back to my cooking. Am slicing the chicken breast half-way. Why would people make their life difficult just so because it's cheaper to buy a whole chicken?
Okay, let me re-iterate. Cooking isn't so bad. The cleaning part is!
For the past few days, I've been in the kitchen, be it cooking some stuff, baking cakes or making sushi.
W comes from a very traditional Chinese family. His mum reckons that all girls should know how to cook and clean. That's her interpretation of a good wife. To me, great sex, lots of compromise and respect is what a good wife makes. When I first came to Aus, I lived with them for a period of time. There was once she showed me how to clean a whole chicken and I went...
Me: *pointing at the chicken* Eww... This is horrendous
Not-my-mum: Yeah, you would have to learn how to do this. Otherwise, how can you cook?
Me: Huh? I'd just get myself a husband who knows how to cook. And clean of course!
Not-my-mum: WHAT? Please, no guys will actually do this kind of work. They never go into the kitchen
I was thinking to myself, let's not compare us to people from different culture but where I came from, there are guys in my family that cooks. My late Uncle L is an excellent cook. So does a few others. Of course I didn't tell W mummy dearest that. We really just don't get along. I mean, excuse me? My mum doesn't even do this to me!
Okay, I better get back to my cooking. Am slicing the chicken breast half-way. Why would people make their life difficult just so because it's cheaper to buy a whole chicken?
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