So I leave the tv on in the background a lot, like quite a lot. Something about the background noise soothes me. Living in a small apartment makes it easy to hear from nearly any room, regardless of how loud or quiet the tv is. Nevertheless, more often than not I've got the tube turned to Food Network - fatty in me loves to hear about cooking. I've learned, been able to do things that I wasn't even aware of how to do.
Prime example. A week ago I woke up a little before my alarm, walked into the kitchen and just out of the blue made a ranchero sauce for huevos rancheros. I didn't know I knew how to make that. A week earlier made a sundried tomato and goat cheese stuffed pastry. Where is this coming from?
I've absorbed the knowledge of the food network!
I'm certainly not going to complain. There's always been a knack for cooking in my family, something that hadn't been transerred to me until recently. I'll admit, with recipies I can be a pretty-good cook. But, when it comes to freeform and just winging it things can get ugly.
Keep trying weird and unconventionaly meals; that's what I'm going to work on. It would be nice to finally add some recipies of my own to the family cookbook for a change!