I usually describe my cooking style as “minimal effort.” Throw things in a pot, apply heat, read Lemmy posts, stir occasionally, watch videos, and eat it when it looks sufficiently edible. Nothing fancy.

This time, though, I somehow ended up cooking three things at once. If you had seen me, I probably looked like someone who thinks they know what they’re doing but is actually just winging it extra hard.

Here’s how it happened:

I was hungry, so I opened the freezer. Five fish fingers and some frozen veggies. Tossed them in the air fryer. Done. But then I realized that wouldn’t be enough for everyone.

Checked the pantry. Canned tuna, beans, crushed tomatoes. Good enough. Threw those in a wok pan with some oat cream. Technically a meal, I guess. Eh, close enough. Should be fit for human consumption.

Then I realized one family membrer always wants pasta. Fine! Boiled some pasta in a small pot.

And that’s when it hit me: I was cooking three things at once. I don’t think I’ve ever done that before. Still not a chef, but for a moment, I felt almost competent. Is that normal? Anything like this ever happened to you?