Cooking hell
Aug07 Filed in: Lifestyle
A friend of mine is forever looking at ways to earn extra cash, and this fascination has taken a turn for the worst - she is trying to involve Mrs Ed in a plan to offer home-cooked meals to locals working too hard to cook for themselves.
Mrs Ed is a great cook, but like 99% of wives who can cook, she doesn't particularly like to. This subtle detail was lost on our friend and it isn't hard to imagine my wife's horror and private wtf reaction to the idea of preparing meals in her spare time.
The basic scheme is possibly a good idea, except Mrs Ed has no desire to fill in the holes in the plan - to travel to wholesale butchers and food stores at 4am in order to buy good quality ingredients at a low enough price for her to make money - to deliver food - to get licenses...
Another issue that escaped the entrepreneuse' plan - Mrs Ed loves Indian and other spicy food and dislikes preparing junky dishes. Our friend jumped into creative mode, saying she was all for that different, exotic angle, but after a quick resumé of meals eaten recently at our neighbors, we are fairly sure that Mrs Ed would be cooking food that appealed to a minority of her and me.
To bridge the cultural gap, Mrs Ed suggested that hypothetically, taboule and humus were a couple of mild and delicious Middle Eastern dishes that would hurt no one's taste buds. Our friend looked at her like she was talking Syrian! What's taboulé? She didn't seem o like the explanation, but undaunted, she jumped into entrepreneur on the backfoot mode and suggested we prepare a menu and explain what each dish contained.
Yeah, let's keep it really simple and supply crockery and cutlery and go wash it all up for them afterwards, all included in the price. And why not eat the food for them too, while we are at it.
Every which way we looked at it, it was a bad idea for Mrs Ed. Added to which, I was focussed on one major scenario - the atmosphere if any of Mrs Ed's food were ever left uneaten. My god, my life wouldn't be worth living, and I would probably end up wearing the curries.
For her next idea, may I suggest our friend watches the Big Idea? At least Donny has a grip on reality.
Mrs Ed is a great cook, but like 99% of wives who can cook, she doesn't particularly like to. This subtle detail was lost on our friend and it isn't hard to imagine my wife's horror and private wtf reaction to the idea of preparing meals in her spare time.
The basic scheme is possibly a good idea, except Mrs Ed has no desire to fill in the holes in the plan - to travel to wholesale butchers and food stores at 4am in order to buy good quality ingredients at a low enough price for her to make money - to deliver food - to get licenses...
Another issue that escaped the entrepreneuse' plan - Mrs Ed loves Indian and other spicy food and dislikes preparing junky dishes. Our friend jumped into creative mode, saying she was all for that different, exotic angle, but after a quick resumé of meals eaten recently at our neighbors, we are fairly sure that Mrs Ed would be cooking food that appealed to a minority of her and me.
To bridge the cultural gap, Mrs Ed suggested that hypothetically, taboule and humus were a couple of mild and delicious Middle Eastern dishes that would hurt no one's taste buds. Our friend looked at her like she was talking Syrian! What's taboulé? She didn't seem o like the explanation, but undaunted, she jumped into entrepreneur on the backfoot mode and suggested we prepare a menu and explain what each dish contained.
Yeah, let's keep it really simple and supply crockery and cutlery and go wash it all up for them afterwards, all included in the price. And why not eat the food for them too, while we are at it.
Every which way we looked at it, it was a bad idea for Mrs Ed. Added to which, I was focussed on one major scenario - the atmosphere if any of Mrs Ed's food were ever left uneaten. My god, my life wouldn't be worth living, and I would probably end up wearing the curries.
For her next idea, may I suggest our friend watches the Big Idea? At least Donny has a grip on reality.
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