Have you ever made a good feast meal for yourself and afterwards not eaten any of it?

No.

So you spoiled your appetite by not waiting to eat, and now you have wasted the food you made?

You may rationalize this by claiming you have leftovers, but really, you gave up a good protein meal by eating junk.

I look forward to what I am preparing. It’s a positive feedback loop that rewards my effort with a tasty meal.

Not sure if this counts. But about three years ago it was thanksgiving eve. Neighbors ended up calling the pigs on me. This might be long and I didn’t want you to see how long it is and stop reading. So I added the cops thing to keep you engaged. buzzfeed

This might be a shocker, a year ago I was diagnosed with stage 4 4 neck cancer. Gotta work my cancer into everything.

But before the cancer I had a nice little one bedroom apartment. I keep my kitchen spotless. Janitor work put me through a year of college. I know how to clean.

But my mom has a busted oven that shocks you if you touch it. I offered to fix it but the dude she lives with has so much pride that he wouldn’t let me. I’m not technically a electrician but my sisters first husband was and I used to go around helping him on jobs.

So mother wanted to make the turkey for Thanksgiving in my oven, in my pristine kitchen. She had a key to my apartment and just came in at 3am and cooked her little heart out. I am a drunk so I didn’t even notice until I woke up around 7am. Then I lost my shit. I did not know she was coming over.

Every dish in my kitchen was used. And she made some bacon and asparagus thing.
I’m not really sure how to describe how I feel about bacon grease. I guess if the option was for my daughter to marry a member of ISIS or bacon grease I would pick ISIS. But mother made her gross bacon thing and then poured bacon grease all over the dishes in the sink.

I wake up later, calm, listening to some P!nk. Then I try to remedy her kitchen mess. At first it was cool until I notice the bacon mess. I just lost my shit and started throwing dishes. OKAY.. I can see fucking up my kitchen to make bacon for a BLT. But she made bacon worse.

I can see how you might think this was irrational. My anger. Cops were called as I assaulted flatware. Also broke the glass on the front of my microwave. I irrationally lost my shit.

Everything was covered in bacon grease.. Why not just pour it outside.. Why oh why did she pour it all over a sink-full of dishes?

I ended up throwing all my dishes in the sink in the dumpster. I just couldn’t get the grease off.

For some reason I still love my mother. But now she knows she is not allowed to cook bacon where I live. When you have cancer you can impose rules like that on your loved ones.

You’re just one big bundle of charm! I’m sure your mother will never repeat such a mistake, but I’m appalled that she would leave you to clean such a mess.

No way. If I took the time to make myself something to eat, unless it was inedible, i’d dive right in.

@johnpowell What in the world does that have to do with the OP ???