Saturday, August 29, 2009

The gift of cooking

I love cooking, watching cooking shows, watching others cook and especially watching people eat the food served. I like serving lots of food in big bowls on the table for people to enjoy. I’ve never been into serving individual portions because I am so afraid of plating – there’s so much pressure to get it right. Needless to say  it is not my strongest point.

When I was growing up, I hated cooking. It was a chore I needed to learn ’cause all women,  according to my parents, needed to learn how to cook. It wasn’t until I was living in London’s Ladbroke Grove, a stone’s throw away from Portobello markets, that I became interested in cooking. All that fresh food, new types of food I’ve never used or eaten, spices I’ve never smelt and the variety of cheeses and bread – wow. And I was going out with this guy who introduced me to all of this and liked trying new food as much as I did.

So I started experimenting with food. And if I may say so, I became very good at cooking and enjoy serving good food – it’s like an everyday gift I give to people I love.

[Via http://theappreciationproject.wordpress.com]

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