Me The Cook

There are some things, no matter how I procrastinate, I still need to get done at the end of the day. Two years of having someone to keep the apartment spick and spank, do the laundry and cook is coming to an end soon. She was employed as a stopgap measure. I was supposed to learn to cook at the very least. Now there is an urgent need, seeing that I will be without a domestic help come end August.

My special dietary needs preclude the convenience of having food catered and delivered to my doorstep. That is the only major stumbling block to my goal of living independently. The only way I can achieve that is to roll my sleeves up and attack it hands-on. What I discovered was that giving oral instructions and knowing the methods does not make one good in cooking. Still, I needed to start somewhere.

Today, I gathered all my resolve and got my hands dirty in the kitchen, so to speak. The menu for lunch was stir fried choy sum (Chinese flowering cabbage) and fried egg. It was not that difficult. The utensils and cutleries were rearranged to within my range of reach. Other than that it was all a breeze except for the inability to hold the wok spatula properly. But that was just the beginning. As I continue to cook more elaborate dishes I am sure there will be more utensils that have to be adapted for a better grip.

Author: Peter Tan

Peter Gabriel Tan. Penangite residing in the Klang Valley. Blissfully married to Wuan. A LaSallian through and through. Slave to three cats. Wheelchair user since 1984. End-stage renal disease since 2017. Principal Facilitator at Peter Tan Training specialising in Disability Equality Training. Former columnist of Breaking Barriers with The Borneo Post. This blog chronicles my life, thoughts and opinions. Connect with me on Twitter and Facebook.

11 thoughts on “Me The Cook”

  1. Move over, here comes the Wheeled Chef! Good for you, Pete.

    …Got vacancy for sous-chef?

  2. Hi Peter
    Read about you in The Star. I’m glad I found your blogsite.
    Do continue to keep your spirits up.
    Cooking can be fun too – I’m sure once you get the hang of the spatula, you’ll be cooking up more yummy stuff.

    all the best

  3. Doey,
    If only you like tasteless food.


    Hakka dishes just for you.

    Giant Sotong,
    You are funny.

    You set the date.

    Are you kidding?

    Go eat.

    You buy the ingredients, I cook.

    Cooking and eating is fun. It is the washing up later that spoils all the fun. Thanks.

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