I don't like to cook. But this morning I managed something special. Using the Mickey pancake molds I bought for Molly at some past Disney World visit, I managed to make a very special breakfast. Of course, it could be served only on special plates!
Maybe that's the secret to any eventual interest in cooking. Maybe I just need something to make it special. Maybe if I can find something fun and easy, it will result in the motivation I need to actually attempt some real cooking.
Now if I can only get a Disney treadmill, I may be on to something!