FOOD: Why I Love to Cook

I can’t recall the exact moment I fell in love with cooking, but it was early in my life. My mom has always guided the development of my of talents and learning my way around the kitchen was no different. One of my earliest recollections of cooking is making a single fried egg in a small pan. I could barely reach the stove, even when standing on a kitchen chair. I think most of my siblings have that memory (and possibly used the same pan).

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