I'm trying to convince Dear Partner it's OK to follow a recipe. He puts the strangest things together, creating a lot of "close but not quite" results. I think it stems from his utter dislike of eating ... he'd live on vitamins and fiber tabs (or whatever it would take) if he could.
Since he has to eat, he just puts all of the "necessaries" together. Like smoothies: frozen berries, banana, juice, spinach, Brussels sprouts. Or pot roast: meat, carrots, onion, cream of mushroom soup, and barley. Overcooked, with the burned part removed for good show.
Is there a cure for bad cooking? I don't want to have to eat hot dogs anymore!