When I pick up a pan, it literally shrieks at me. AHH! WHO ARE YOU? I had no idea you lived here. I just may very well be the worst cook in the world. (And that would be because I NEVER do it.) C'mon, people. Cooking is not hard. You just have to not be a completely lazy, pathetic person like me who would much rather, oh I don't know, read a magazine?
I don't mind eating frozen pizza, takeout Indian or last week's leftovers. But it would make me happy if my kids did not grow three heads from the incredible amount of stuff (that is not anything remotely close to actual food) that resides in the things we call "food." I believe in the Slow Food Movement. I really do! It makes perfect sense! But me standing over the stove (is it still called that?) cooking something slowly just will not happen.
My husband and I were at Williams-Sonoma a few weeks ago and he, the uber-perfect-husband, who not only grows a garden with the kids in the backyard but also cooks four nights a week (does he not know about reading magazines?) shouted: OH MY GOSH! Check out this awesome baby cooker! It was the Beaba Baby Cook. (HORRIBLE NAME! I've had to Google it five times while writing this to remember the exact name.)
I nodded, like I usually do, and said: Perfect! Let's get it. When my internal conversation went something like this: Um, if it takes more than five minutes to learn how to use, into the dust collection kit it will go. Did you forget you were married to Mrs. I Don't Read Directions And I Hate Domestic Tasks?
I did not read the directions. I did not spend more than five minutes trying to figure it out. And in two weeks I have used this thing almost every single night.
1. Wash and cut veggies and place in cooker.
2. Pour water into water reservoir.
3. Put on lid and press steam.
THAT'S IT! (Unless you want to puree the veggies in which case there are an unfortunate two more steps of: take out basket and place water into cup; press puree. I know, what were they thinking!?)
I have an eight month old and a two year old and I use this thing every single night to cook their dinner. I also use this awesome cookbook (DEFINITELY two words I have never used next to each other) which I also found at Williams-Sonoma:
Thank you, Beaba. (Is that bee-bah? be-AH-bah? Whatever.) My kids might actually make it to middle school without dysfunctional organs.
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