How did you learn to cook?
I learned to cook from observation, from reading cookbooks and lots of tragically hilarious trial and error. The majority of the meals I ate growing up were home cooked. We went out to eat for special occasions such as birthdays or graduations or as a special treat for no reason other than my mom was sick of cooking that week. But most of the time it was home cooking. I always assumed I’d learn how to cook because otherwise, how would I eat!? I didn’t think of it as a special skill until very recently. And since I started this blog I have really come to appreciate everything I have learned over the years by flipping through cookbooks and magazines and saying “Let me try that”. There is an art to cooking because there are so many variables. Depending on the ingredients or equipment you use you might get varying results so being able to see or feel when something is right is the most valuable skill I have. I don’t rely on cooking times or exact measurements because I have enough experience to know when it’s right. I know a lot of you reading this know what I’m talking about. Even if the only thing you know how to make is spaghetti with butter melted over it, you know when it’s done. You know when it’s right. That’s something that only experience can teach you so I encourage you to get out there and try it!