Lets be honest here.

I admit. I can't cook. The list might be long of my personal shortcomings. But the lack of cooking skills seems to sit at the top. Surrounded by a lack of quality music on my ipod and the inability to put oil in my car regularly. (luckily for the last ten years it has run on complete love for me instead of oil)

In some ways this blog has been inspired by the simple need to learn how to cook. But lets factor in the realization that I have the attention span of a 5 year old. Which usually means that when I get a recipe, I make a feeble attempt to read the directions, or eyeball the instructions carefully laid out by a professional cook.

Which usually will result in complete and total disaster. It is true. I have even been accused of lacking the proper skill to boil water. In growing up I have also been told the same about my mother. Whom I didn't know very well. She died when I was 9. My father and brothers on the other hand inspire praise from the entire neighborhood as a most accomplished cooks and hosts.

While my father's genetic favor has yet to grace my door step I hold true to my mother's side of the family.

So this is it. 29 years old and I cannot in anyway boast a single successful cooking attempt. But I believe in working with ones limitations instead of against them. I am in no way making an attempt to develop more attention to detail. Rather I am going to teach myself to cook the way I like to cook.

Without measuring and as quickly as possible.

The inspiration? (yeah there is one)

My father's mother. My grandma Greenwood.

A goddess in the kitchen and a personality to match. A true inspiration to anyone trying to be a good honest and hard working person. An example to all her 36 grandchildren and 12 great grandchildren. (we are wholesome)

Not only does her solid kitchen efforts result in amazing results. She does not measure a single ingredient while cooking.

Imagine a woman making bread and using handfuls of flour instead of carefully measuring each cup out one by one. Truly an inspiration. This woman cooks on complete instinct and natural ability.

Granted she has suffered through years of dedicated service to her spatula, mixing bowl, and measuring spoons to earn the right to measure by the handful. But come on! I live in a society of instant gratification!

I am as of now making an attempt to learn to cook while not measuring at all. I will find recipes online and attempt to make them using only my eyeballs and no measuring tools.

There are rules for this, like in any challenge:

1. No formal measurements. Granted I can eyeball the amount missing out of the milk container but no real measuring.

2. Each meal can be found online and I can use the quantity to guesstimate what quantity is right.

2. Taste Testers. Each mean requires taste testers to verify the success or failure of a meal. And luckily I have hungry and honest friends waiting to be tortured.

The goal here is to develop the ability to cook well at the expense of my friends and family.

So wish me luck in this slow progress. Each post will contain details of the meal I plan and the route I take in making is appear. Or at least any indirect route.

Let the games begin!