I don't cook much. My oven still looks like it came off the showroom floor. And when Hurricane Ike rolled around, nothing much changed for me food-wise. Peanut butter and crackers? No problem. Soup or beans? I have it covered with my trusty can-opener.
When I have electricity, I'm a microwaving master. I have amazing button-pushing skills. But cooking something? Actually throwing things together? Measuring, chopping, preheating, baking? No. That would be disastrous.