And it's even harder when one of the aged parents is demented and you let her to do some cooking in order to give her a role and a sense of worth. Cooking with her not only takes longer but can be very, very stressful. And another thing is that after using kitchen utensils, she cannot remember where to put them back. She cannot remember (or does not care anymore) which sponge is for the dishes and which is for cleaning the sink, sink strainer, kitchen trash can and other dirty places. AHHHHHH! But you never know when she does the dishes and you cannot stay with her all day to watch her and make her do everything properly. At least, I can't. That way I'd have to sacrifice my personal worth, my mental sanity and actually my life just to keep the kitchen "normal."
But ... as long-term readers of my foodblog know, cooking has been a therapy for me. It meant so much to me to have my own kitchen and cook what I liked -- including Western dishes -- in the way I liked, without having to worry about my parents coming in to watch TV and me having to stop what I was doing.
This must have been much more stressful for me than I realized. One day this summer it really, really got on my nerve and I felt that I couldn't take it any more. So you know what I did? I sat in front of my PC and saw the oven-cum microwave that I had found online and saved in the cart. And I pressed the purchase button. I had it delivered to my deceased aunt's house and arranged the kitchen so that I can do some cooking -- well, mostly baking there. You know, I NEEDED THAT!
And now, about my pizza today. :)
The boiled and mashed buckwheat noodles turned into crispy pizza crust!
And I tell you. The crust turned out pretty goooooooood!!
I enjoyed the pizza with ginger ale for lunch today. And I'm very happy that it wasn't as filling as regular-crust pizza. It feels pretty healthy!
Gee, experimenting like this really helps me cope with my stress. I'm feeling much, much better now -- even though it poured unexpectedly this afternoon and the laundry got soaked wet before I came home from my aunt's house. ;P ;P
He he. Nothing can bring me down when my experiment resulted in a success! :D