Burnt Garlic, Burnt Relationship
After many failed attempts to teach him to cook(my mom was a chef so it’s not like he had reason to doubt my advice) I walked into the kitchen where he was preparing us a steak dinner. He had the pan on the stove, heat on high, steaks unwrapped and was cutting up some veggies with his back turned to the stove. I politely asked him if he had seasoned the meat yet, to which he replied “Yeah I seasoned the pan”. That’s when I noticed the burning garlic salt and pepper infusing with my well-maintained 50yr old cast iron pan. Oh and when I tried to say something about it, he started arguing about how it was the same thing and it was no big deal but that he’d “try it my way next time”.