Me, trying to cook for the first time while living together. Everything is smoking. Not steaming. Smoking.

Husband, setting the kids down and coming to assist: can I help?

Me, trying to keep it cool: No, no. I got it.

Husband:

I burned a lot of food those first few months and the poor man helped by never holding it against me because I never hid the fact that I didn’t know how to cook. He taught me. And he’d bring biryani the days the food turned out inedible. Or eat instant noodles with me

Alhamdulil’lah, now I can cook whatever I want without burning it and in 1/3 the time it took patience and love but started from the bottom now we here