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mum just cooked me a cottage pie. bloody gorgeous.
However, I think it's a totally different story if, when your folks go away, you're fucked because you actually *can't* cook. If you can't cook at 21, then you really do deserve to be ridiculed.
Under normal circumstances though, it's fine.
she's on holiday this week though, which means i'm free from her vegetable shackles. I might have a chicken kiev sandwich
but i don't live at home and haven't done for 3 years
for my mum (and brother).
Only been gone about a week and they changed my room into a 'guest room'.
I get my tea made when I go back to visit them but it doesn't look like I'll ever be living with ma momma again.
even if it's just spaghetti from a tin :'(
i'd expect it if i still lived with my parents!
because he's good at all that cooking business. It baffles my mum. Though she does make good french toast.
we had a heated argument.
Cancer's the same everywhere though.
surely not differing much between streets?
She was obviously a crazy bitch who deserved a beatdown.
next time i see her in the shop buying milk i'll go AKKA on her.
French toast > Eggy bread.
my mum always cooks my tea. Always. It would just feel wrong cooking it myself in the family house. That's not how it works. I cook for myself in my house, she cooks in the family home. I'm 24.
N.B. She also asks me if i want any clothes washed and ironed. And drives me places.
Just to add - i only go home a few times a year.
heres your blue peter badge
i can cook but everything always pales in comparision to the food i was brought up on. but yep i never cook when i'm back at home, i wouldn't be allowed to mainly.
I'm 23... but I still live at home.
but not every night. Like once every few months if it was something special.
But not every night, not ever every night. Not since I was like 13 was my tea made for me every night.
Shes always been a housewife, and I'm the last remnants of her children left in the house so she seems to get some kind of pleasure from feeding me.
I could be making all this up, to calm my guilt.