There are many reasons I shouldn’t cook. But by far, the most important is that whenever you put me in a kitchen I do really stupid crap, like rubbing a hot, red chili in my eye. First with my fingers, then using my shirt to wipe and then, as if the pain couldn’t get any worse, blindly using the napkin I’d wiped my chili hands on to wipe some more. That’s just stupid. The pain is finally subsiding but I have a hard time believing my vision will ever be the same.
My quinoa with chickpeas and mushroom in a chili tomato sauce was fantastic though.