My love for cooking started at a very young age. I would watch my Grandmother and Mother with fascination at how they combined ingredients and prepared meals. Never consulting a cook book, although there were plenty on the shelf, and it always came out right.
They would let me help from time to time, especially with baking. We had two kitchens in our house. My Grandmothers, on her end of the house, and Ma’s on our end.
At times when Nana was busy in her own kitchen I would retreat to ours and experiment with different recipes that I found in some of the books. I remember the first time Ma came home from work and found an apple pie on the counter cooling. She asked if my Grandmother had made it, and was very surprised when I took the credit. ” When did you learn that?” She asked. I told her I had watched her a dozen times, and thought I could do it. I was 10 at the time. It thrilled me when she cut us both a piece and we sat and ate, her telling me that it was very good.
As I got older I began experimenting with different variations on things and learning techniques. I never went to culinary school. I went out and bought the textbook from CIA instead.
I have read and studied that book and countless others from cover to cover. And I still read a lot and practice new things on a regular basis. I am now 48, and can prepare just about anything from fine french cuisine, to good ole backyard BBQ. But the most enjoyment I get is looking through the cupboards and refrigerator, and coming up with something on the fly. No recipe or formula just cooking and tasting until I have something I can share with my family.
So I ask you, my readers, what got you started? What are your favorite things to cook? Lets start a discussion and get to know one another through our common ground. Food and our love of preparing it.
Cook from the heart, taste the love