Yup, I said it. I hate everything about it.
I hate thinking of what to make.
I hate prepping what I’m making.
I hate the work involved in creating the meal.
I hate when someone sits down to eat and doesn’t like the meal.
I hate the clean up and the arguments over who is washing the dishes, washing the table, packing leftovers, loading the dishwasher.
I hate making dinner. I would like to go on strike. You heard it here first.