Why I am a Noncook

My friend Emily is a cook cook.  Well I guess I don't need to say it twice, my friend Emily is a cook.  She can easily take all these really great fresh ingredients, combine them together and come up with something really really wonderful.  For instance, last night Emily made this incredible dinner: roasted chicken, mushroom risotto, and an incredible salad with pomegrante seeds and goat cheese.  I could not even replicate this dinner if I tried.  I know this because I have tried before and the only thing that ends up eating my food is the trash can.  Sometimes I can't even eat it.  Another friend of mine who is a good cook once told me that all you have to do is put things that you like in your cooking.  He said as long as you put the things you like in what you cook, then  you are bound to like the result.  I have to disagree, from my experience, this is definitely not the case.

I wish I had taken a picture of the delicious dinner Emily made last night.  The salad looked something like this: (but pretend that the blueberries are pomegrante seeds, get rid of the almonds, and add a really really incredible balsamic dressing)

Unfortunately I do not have this talent of even making delicious salads.  Emily can create salads where there is a perfect proportion of all the ingredients (except dressing, I am a firm believer that you can never have enough dressing on a salad).  Me, as a noncook tonight, created a lovely meal consisting of frozen tortellini and frozen pesto sauce that I bought at the local italian grocery store down the street.  I prefer to cook frozen foods because I feel that they are very hard to mess up.  And thus, this is how I got the name of my blog, storytellings of an italian noncook.  I consider myself a wonderful noncook because I am very good at not overcooking or burning most frozen items.  I am hoping that this blog will also serve as a means of reducing the number of used minutes on my cell phone bill.  I down sized to a smaller plan and my goal is not to go over 450 minutes a month.  Last month, I was incredibly unsuccessful.