But, the thing I hate the most is having other people in the kitchen with me.
As I've detailed many times, that's me as well, but it's mainly because other people get in my way, even if they're trying to "help."
The one kitchen chore MrsT will do regularly is empty the dishwasher. However, she always seems to want to do so when I start cooking something. I get up at 4PM and start cooking, she's in the kitchen at 4:01PM - "I think I'll empty the dishwasher now." - Really?! You had all
day!
My sister begged and begged me to show her how to make bread. That was an unmitigated disaster, because she talked and talked and talked and never wrote a single thing down and just stood in my way the whole time, and it would be:
"Ok, it's better to weigh your ingred-"
"OMG! What a cute scale! Where did you get that?! Was it at Bed, Bath, And Beyond?!"
"I think I order-"
"OMG! I used to date a guy from Bed, Bath, And Beyond! He was soooo handsome, and had a little red convertible, and we'd run all over in it, and one time..."
<four hours later>
"...and that's what happened with that! When did you put the bread in the oven?! OMG! I didn't even see that!"
I went over to cook some soup for my mom a few years ago, being dutiful, and I ended up telling her, "God love ya, Mom, but this is the last time I'm doing this!"
She's very short, barely five feet, and she could
not stay out of the kitchen. What's worse, she got right on my heels, like a dog will do, and every time I'd turn around for something, I'd knock into her, and if I had something in my hands, or she did in hers, we'd drop it.
Her problem was, she kept trying to be helpful by anticipating what I'd want. I'd turn around, and she'd be standing there with this utensil or that lid, and she'd say, "You might want this," or whatever. Once, I turned around and she was holding a cup of hot tea and trying to hand it to me!
So no, no one in the kitchen when I'm in there.