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.
My mother taught me a couple of my favorite meals before I moved to an apartment, and after that I just followed instructions in recipes. It’s remarkable how if you just do the things recipes say to do, and not things they don’t, you’ll end up with the dish they show you.