And ANOTHER cooking lesson...

Another neighbor; this time a Mexican lady brings over a bloody roast and asks me to show her how to cook it. I lend her my crock pot and intend to show her my recipe for crock pot roast; but as usual my cooking lesson backfires in that she brings over a huge wicker basket of all her own spices and procedes to spice it up her own way; i.e. meticulously grinding up garlic in her wooden mortar and pestle thingie, slicing the roast all over and stuffing in pieces of onion, etc. Which is all right, but the whole point of the crock pot is to make things as simple and as easy as possible! I was going to show her how I throw the roast in the crock pot, dump in some ketchup, steak sauce, etc. and some vegetables, bang the lid on and run out the door like I used to do the mornings before work. She is (like) trying to make this whole culinary production out of a crock pot recipe, for crying out loud! I'm telling you, she must have spent 45 minutes just putting the spices on the meat before she finally put it in the pot!
So, everyone is asking me to show them how to cook but no one is actually LETTING me show them how to cook.