I was always successful at limiting the scope of my activities and movements around the house to three zones only (1) Living Room (2) Bathroom (obviously) (3) Bedroom (of course). Where I spend a lot of time “talking” to my laptop!!
I’m now marveled at how I managed to keep away from all routine activities taking place within the household for all them years. Many thoughts would come to mind to justify the reasons behind this “normal” type of behavior (at least around here in the Middle East)… but the one sitting on top of the list would be the typical testosterone resulting expectation that such activities e.g.: cooking, cleaning, laundry…etc. are for females only.
I’m not saying that this is something bad at the end of the day (I’ll find it difficult to believe that any man would mind being looked after by a woman, hey… I think it’s brilliant if you’d ask me!!) it’s just that this kind of thinking doesn’t seem to be practical nowadays due to certain influences… social, economical or even hormone imbalances sometimes (I’m not saying that every chef is gay, at least not the majority of them as far as I can tell!!! Lolz).
The reason I’m writing this post, is mainly to share a positive aspect with my fellow male readers, especially when it comes to cooking… now please bear in mind that my expertise or previous experiences in cooking was almost next to zero (until the beginning of March-2014), where I’ve limited my cooking attempts (if you’d call it that) to merely saving myself from starvation by “cooking” one of the following recipes: -
(1) Cheese sandwich. (Sometimes with crisps)
(2) Noodles. (the infamous Indomie packs)
(3) Omelet. (In case I ran out of noodles)
As I was pondering the thought of attempting my return to the “Panic Room”!! or what is commonly known as the “Kitchen”… after watching a TV show called (Junior Master Chef – Australia), where I watched small children (I’m speaking of kids from 9 to 13 years old here) cooking amazing recipes and presenting wonderful tasty dishes to the judges of the competition, I recalled a previous attempt back in 1993 or 1994 where I tried to cook something I can’t recall what it was yet the result was drastic unfortunately.
I talked myself into it by simply saying: If these kids can do it, then I can surely do it too!!! I must admit that I had the support of my queen while doing this… she helped me to do it and walked me slowly from the simple basics all the way to the hard stuff… Now with her being a great cook, I thought I’ll be in good hands (which gave me the courage to attempt to walk into the panic room to cook something other than noodles).
I grew strangely fond of cutting vegetables since day one I must say… shortly after that I was introduced to my first hands-on cooking experience… Spaghetti meat balls with tomato sauce and fried potatoes, although I was supervised all the way (In order not to waste the food/time of course) I felt so proud and satisfied with the outcome and I enjoyed that meal with a big grin on my face.
As soon as I had the last mouth full of my first cooking attempt, something wonderful happened… my negative fearful vision of the “panic room” was gone immediately. I’m now going through a lot of other recipes and trying to get my head around the mixing of spices and seasoning in order to find the perfect balance.
The other wonderful thing I’ve noticed about cooking is the personal healing factor that comes naturally with it (I don’t know what else to call it) I’ve noticed something about cooking that makes me feel excited and vibrant for some reason (Is it because I love food? Well… most probably!!).
The ultimate superb feature about cooking in the “panic room” is that it can really help improve your level of intimacy and closeness to your partner or family member… the type of energy and conversations that take place in the panic room while food is being prepared and cooked have introduced me to new interesting characteristic about my queens.
Just a simple positive thought to share with the testosterone in you.
Ziyad Matar (Z Rain)