Never Cook Again Novels & Stories

"Mira, are you alright?" "It's the beef." I said, glaring at the plate of beef and hot dog in front of me. "What's wrong with the beef, honey?" Dad asked me as I quickly pushed it away from my side of the table. "I don't know I think it's... undercooked?" I shook my head. "I don't know, what did you put on it?" "See, mom. I told you never to engage in cooking all by yourself." Gen cut in, shaking her head as she stabbed at her steak. "Honestly, it's always a disaster."

Jake was so exasperated, he kissed Syila's cheek again and again, before kissing the top of her head. Syila's cheeks reddened. “Can't I? You don't buy cooking utensils and ingredients either. Your kitchen is cool, but how come no one ever uses it?” “Well, you know.” Jake cleared his throat. “I can't cook. Moreover, Dio and Rein didn't even cook the water to make coffee, so I threw the pot away. I clean everything from my messy kitchen.”

"Don't make too much. Just two simple dishes will do. I just want to try your cooking. Don't consider those two old coots VIPs and give them everything good to eat. "If you're tired, rest. What's the point of working too hard?" Rebecca felt a warmth in her chest at his words. The joy on her face never wavered. "Alright, Grandpa. I know what to do. Go rest. It's hot in the kitchen. It's not good for you to stand so much at your age, either." From what Rebecca had heard from Albert, the Stigg family had been going downhill these past few years. This was because none of the younger generations of the Stigg family wanted to learn culinary arts.

I am not going to be some consolation prize. Never again.

Stacy asked curiously. "I did because… After the tragic accident that happened a few years back in the kitchen when my mom was preparing dinner for us all, my dad furiously gave out a rule and that was None Of The Yates Family Members Should Step Foot Into The Kitchen No Matter What happens. Especially When The Cooker Was Turned On,” "Wow, so it was never really your idea to bring about that rule?” Stacy was surprised, she had thought it was Bruce who made up the rule about not going into the kitchen to cook.

I replied still rubbing out any residual taste from my tongue. “ If you ever cook in my house again, I'll make sure to kick you out of my house and have you sleep on the streets,” he warned and I knew he was more than capable of doing it. “ No need to do that, I would personally kick myself out if I cooked again,” I volunteered finally getting rid of the horrid taste. “ You were terrible enough before but now, it's like you are out to murder,” he still hadn't gotten over the taste. “ Leave the cooking for the maids, if they weren't necessary, I wouldn't hire them,” he stated.

Well, that's fine, but I'm definitely not the one to teach him that. I turned to him and smirked. “That's not a part of my job, Noah… I mean, teaching people how to cook.” He smiled softly. "Oh, I see." “If you want to learn how to cook, that's why there is YouTube and other social media platforms. I'm sure you can make time to check them out.” “Hmm.” “Now, if you'll excuse me. I need to focus.” I said, turning away from him. Ugh! I can't believe I'm doing this. I should've just ignored him.

“I didn’t make you.” “You absolutely did.” She tilts her head, studying me. “Sit there. Eat. Talk.” “I was older.” “You were bossy.” “I was responsible.” She laughs quietly. “You left.” The word lands between us. Not thrown. Just placed. I don’t answer right away. She doesn’t push. I clear my throat. “Food okay?” “Yeah,” she says. “You didn’t forget how to cook.” “Low bar.” “Still.” She eats another bite, then sets her fork down. “You never told me why.”

- Baby, the only one who really knows how to cook in this house is you," Dereck teaches me. And if we don't want to starve when you can't, we don't have much choice. - We tried," admits Clara. - It was a disaster," adds Mathis. - We nearly set fire to the kitchen," Reed tells me, covering his face. - I've bought a Cookeo especially for you guys, so you can get on with things on your own while I'm away. Once you're connected, all you have to do is follow the recipe on the screen! - I plead guilty," says Clara. When I saw the disaster they were capable of creating just for breakfast, I feared it was capable of toasting the appliance and I'm not up to speed on all the technology yet," she grima

“You never serve wolves vegetables alone. Where is the meat?” “You used to like it…” “I never liked your cooking,” I said. “It felt like torture and when you left I could breathe easily. Now you’re back, I can’t imagine myself going back to that. Never make my meals again. Have I made myself clear?”