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Judging other people’s culinary aptitude with Monica Galetti’s expressions


I make no secret of the fact that I am a bit of of a food snob. Not in a “I only shop at Supermarket X’. More in a “I judge people who prefer takeaways over the joy of home cooked food”.  I prefer making my own pastes, pestos, stuffings and everything else.  I often judge people’s culinary aptitude, especially the ones who don’t really cook. It’s not in a malicious way, just in a Monica Galetti way.


When I meet somebody who is completely incapable of cooking.



When somebody owns a glass chopping board.


When somebody buys white, sliced bread that comes in a bag.


When somebody doesn’t rest their meat. Or doesn’t know what resting meat means.


When somebody suggest making a curry and using a paste from a jar.


When somebody mentions Tim Noakes and cooking.


When somebody thinks something out of a packet or  putting something in the microwave counts as cooking.


When somebody suggests that something out of a takeaway box actually constitutes a meal.


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