The easy answer would be for me to cook for the family... but he would be offended by this. He does not allow for this as an option.
When I say I don't need a plate of food, that I'll make something for myself, he shouts 'Fine then!' and stomps off in a huff.
I think any attempt to use spices, seasoning, even salt and pepper is seen by him as a 'middle class' thing to do. A frivolous embellishment. We are to live in a socialist, republican (anti-UK-monarchy), vegetarian household.
The other week he spent 3 hours in the kitchen to produce a plate of mashed potatoes (no butter, sage or spring onion), to go with roast potatoes (no skin - the oil is unhealthy!) and 4 uncooked brussel sprouts.
Yesterday he produced his favourite meal, penne pasta with canned tomatoes and mozzarella. I don't know how this is possible after 20+ years of cooking it but it is absolutely tasteless, the texture is plastic and the cheese clings tightly to the fork with every scoop resulting in a great ball of the stuff winding round it. The last time I refused it was when I was 8, and I was threatened with a trip to the hospital to have me diagnosed as anorexic and wired up to tubes to force food into my stomach. Well yesterday I refused it again and he hasn't spoken to me since.
We've tried to offer our suggestions, tried to intervene during the cooking process, he learns nothing and resents any help. Whenever we go out for a meal he criticizes the food. 'Not going back there again. Didn't taste of anything!'
I'm at my wit's end, Gaf. I can move out in the next year but my mum will still be suffering. How do I help him to become a better cook?
When I say I don't need a plate of food, that I'll make something for myself, he shouts 'Fine then!' and stomps off in a huff.
I think any attempt to use spices, seasoning, even salt and pepper is seen by him as a 'middle class' thing to do. A frivolous embellishment. We are to live in a socialist, republican (anti-UK-monarchy), vegetarian household.
The other week he spent 3 hours in the kitchen to produce a plate of mashed potatoes (no butter, sage or spring onion), to go with roast potatoes (no skin - the oil is unhealthy!) and 4 uncooked brussel sprouts.
Yesterday he produced his favourite meal, penne pasta with canned tomatoes and mozzarella. I don't know how this is possible after 20+ years of cooking it but it is absolutely tasteless, the texture is plastic and the cheese clings tightly to the fork with every scoop resulting in a great ball of the stuff winding round it. The last time I refused it was when I was 8, and I was threatened with a trip to the hospital to have me diagnosed as anorexic and wired up to tubes to force food into my stomach. Well yesterday I refused it again and he hasn't spoken to me since.
We've tried to offer our suggestions, tried to intervene during the cooking process, he learns nothing and resents any help. Whenever we go out for a meal he criticizes the food. 'Not going back there again. Didn't taste of anything!'
I'm at my wit's end, Gaf. I can move out in the next year but my mum will still be suffering. How do I help him to become a better cook?