• tfw_no_toiletpaper@feddit.de
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    I still don’t understand why the cooking skill of my parents sucked this bad. I started cooking on my own when I moved out and even after just a bit of practise and good recipes you can cook tasty meals. How do you go on 50 years failing this, I don’t understand. If I see another bowl of dry rice, canned peas and ready marinated chicken from some discounter I’m going to throw up.

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      Boomers came up as fast food franchises and convenience foods began to dominate. The equal rights movement meant more women in the workplace and less in the kitchen and instead of spreading the burden, capitalism filled in the gaps.

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      Another explanation is that American cuisine got wrecked by the Great Depression. Everything that had flavor was expensive. People’s inability to purchase and make certain foods stopped generational transfer of knowledge on how to make certain things. Thankfully, after several generations it’s finally recovering.

      “Ethnic” food (non European) wasn’t as affected as much.

      I heard an interview about a book on it a few years ago but now I can’t find it.

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      Because they did cook well at one point. It took hours, it involved a lot of cleanup, and 4 year old you whined and complained for some chicken nuggets and the fucking candy bar your aunt gave you without talking to your parents first.

      So they gave up. The tantrums, the rejection, the effort. None of it was worth it. Like pretty much every skill in life it atrophied.

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        I loved to cook and I’m good at it. My 5-year-old won’t eat a burger I made and asks instead to go to the “burger store”. I don’t want to cook much anymore.

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          Know the feeling. Feel so defeated. Fighting this losing battle against all the crap junk food people want to give my kids on top of the normal tendency of children to only enjoy bland food.

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        Practise is a verb, practice is a noun.

        I like to remember it with the following sentence.

        “The doctor had to practise his surgery skills before he could open his own private practice clinic”

        Verb, S=surgery. Noun, C=clinic

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          It’s funny that you offer correction. UK English makes this distinction, US English doesn’t and uses practice for both. Internationally where many English speakers mix neither usage can really be said to be incorrect. Pedantry fail.

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            Eh, I’m not that invested as to feel I’ve failed. To fail you need to try. I just like fighting fire with fire when I see people correcting other’s spelling online.

            At the end of the day, as long as you’re communicating your message effectively whatever you’ve written has done it’s job. I’m dyslexic, people offering unnecessary spelling advice irks me, so if they make a “mistake” (at least, as far as prescriptive English goes) I’m going to annoy them the same way their comments annoys everyone else. If they’re not annoyed by it, well who cares, nothing gained nothing lost.