Holy. Freaking. Cow. I’ve watched the show Worst Cooks in America for three seasons now and yet, every year, I seem to be absolutely shocked at the horrendous cooking skills that our fellow Americans seem to have. “They must be faking,” I mutter, watching cooks mix macaroni and cheese with God knows what. I would fake, for sure, to get a few thousand dollars and a new cooking set.
I’m already a not-so-great cook; I’ve been known to burn rice or serve it crunchy in my time. Now that I have a child and more experience, I can usually follow a recipe okay, though, so it just boggles my mind that stay at home parents of multiple children are making inedible foods. How are their children surviving? How are they, for that matter?
Many of these people don’t know simple facts about food, such as the fact that leaving it out to spoil renders it unfit for eating. Some of these people put their own loved ones in the hospital from food poisoning while others say their kids are super skinny from not being able to eat much. Hello! How about a mandatory cooking class in school—or multiple cooking classes?