<p>When I was in college, I lived on hard-boiled eggs and Lipton cup-a-soup. I think my H married me just to feed me.</p>
<p>My mom is a scratch cook, but never liked help in the kitchen. I knew how to boil eggs, and make porkchops with scalloped potatoes. (Spray a casserole dish with Pam. Thinly slice potatoes and layer in casserole dish with onions, pats of butter, salt and pepper and a spoonful of flour per layer. Lay porkchops on top. Sprinkle also with the above. Pour milk over whole thing until you can see it coming about half-way up the side of the casserole dish. Bake at 350 for an hour or so. My mom never measured anything, so this is the kind of recipe I got from her.) </p>
<p>When I got married, I thought the only way to cook was to spend half the day at the grocer and half the day in the kitchen. (I didn’t know how to cook, but I did know how to read.) Then we would go out to eat that evening, because I would have burned or ruined whatever I was trying to make. (My H, bless him, would eat anything and say it was wonderful. But he had to take me out somewhere or I would starve.) It didn’t help that the thermostat in our apartment oven was off, and it took awhile to figure that out. So my family’s joke inevitably became, “Binx’s favorite thing to make for dinner is reservations.”</p>
<p>I did become a pretty good cook, but never learned to like doing it. I do get a lot of calls - mainly from my sisters and my oldest S - about how to make something. Every family gathering is held at my house, because I don’t get all uptight about entertaining. If I need help from Sam’s, my identity isn’t destroyed. But my favorite recipes are still the ones that are instant or nearly so.</p>
<p>I have a lovely chicken-noodle casserole recipe that is a family favorite (that I can’t do from memory, and I am writing this in California - where, by the way, I don’t care for the food. My Swedish/German roots can’t handle all these spices!) However, in a pinch, I can produce nearly the same results following the directions on a packet of Lipton chicken-flavored noodle mix, and throwing in a can of cooked chicken.</p>
<p>All those recipes that say they take 30 minutes (or whatever) never do for me. Takes me forever to prepare the food (run to the store to buy the thing I forgot the first time) and clean up. I find it harder to go to the trouble now that our family has shrunk. I will never be a foodie.</p>