The Perks of Being a Cuban.

I'm slowly become a foodie. Blog updates will be few now because its the summertime and well, what do I have to complain about. I get to sleep, watch TV and "explore my new exotic pleasure " (credit: Shakira) COOKING. For a long while I had a kitchen phobia. I was afraid I'd never learn and when I did I'd be very bad. But I'm not so bad. Once in a while I do ruin meals, I have burned onions, and despite what some say burnt onions are not still eatable. (though they smell increible, Yum O). But burning and ruining is how you learn. And I'm definitely learning. Watching as much food TV as I do, I've learned technique. No it's not all about the eye-candy, and by eye candy I mean that sexy piece of arse Madame Paula Deen. I'm really learning, and I'm good at this. I like when I'm good at something, and I love even more when Dan is NOT good at the thing that I am good at.