Bring a Dish
Lately, as in the last 6 months or so, I’ve been making it a point to bring dishes to pass whenever we’ve had family gatherings ….. something that historically has never been expected of me, because, ya know, people think I’m a guy …….. anyways ………..I think it sorta freaks my mom out a little bit how not only am I bringing dishes to pass, but that generally speaking …… I get a lot of comments about just how good whatever I bring tastes !!! Granted ……… with people thinking I’m a guy …… there are such low expectations of my culinary skills that I would get kudos just from bringing a bag of Doritos ……. but ….. above and beyond that …… I’m actually a pretty decent cook ….. which in light of my “male chauvanist pig” boy persona completely surprises people. Anywhoooo ….. I find it amusing.
This entry really hit a cord with me (I’ve been reading your blog a bit for a month or so, but wasn’t sure about commenting) It’s just that this is something that I’ve been trying to do too, even though it may be a little thing. I actually called my mother to gloat when someone asked me for a recipe at a holiday party. Silly, I know but it felt really good. You’re so right about Doritos though…it’s not always hard to transcend expectations ;
Anyway, hope you’re still cooking and thanks for letting me read…I ended up back here looking for more information on how you made some decisions. I’d write more but then it’d be an e-mail and not a comment…