Alright, pals. In my mind, cooking really come down to doing something awesome and caring for another human being. That, or totally fucking losing yourself in steamed crab claws so that when you eat them you’re all wild-eyed and clawing for more so quick you end up with bloody thumbs (can you tell what I had for dinner last night?). What I’m trying to say here is, look people, COOK FOR THE RIGHT REASONS. And don’t be a douchebag. If you’re confused, check out this hilarious book review by Lindy West (my favorite Stranger writer) on a new, crappy cookbook entitled, Cook to Bang: A Lay Cook’s Guide to Getting Laid.