I always hated cooking. My mom would try to convince me that it was something I wanted to learn, and she would do this by comparing it to sewing. She compared everything to sewing, which I thought was funny, since I didn’t want to learn to sew either. I avoided cooking almost totally until college when I actually had to fend for myself. Then I discovered The Food Network. I would watch Rachael Ray every afternoon when I got home from class. She would give me a fast easy recipe that I could handle, and I’d walk to the grocery store behind my apartment to get my daily ingredients. I would never stray from the exact recipe. I thought I’d never be able to. I thought that was something only “real” cooks could do.
