I love cooking, but because my mom is too much of a bimbo and my dad too much of a “manly man” to ever step into the kitchen, I never had the chance to learn from them. I grew up on delivery, takeout, eating out, and the incredible food made by the amazing woman who cooks for our family. I became deeply interested in cooking at the start of my teenage years and taught myself through the internet, books, that same woman, and other relatives.
I learned cooking from observing my father, but he never really taught me to cook. He loved cooking and I always remember himself saying, “the hardest part about cooking is figuring out what you want to cook.” Cooking is easy when you’re not afraid of making mistakes.