My passion for cooking actually started when I was very young. My younger sister got hospitalized, my mother had to attend to her and my father was working, and we could not afford a househelp then. Being the eldest child I had automaticaly taken the responsibility to take care and feed the younger ones, I was only 10 years old then. I was caught with the responsibility offguard, I do not know how to cook, what I only knew was cooking rice.
We happened to live near the house of my uncle, my father's distant cousin whom I asked how to cook scrambled egg (it was the only recipe that came to my mind then). He told me that after beating the egg in a bowl I have to put water in the pan and pour the beaten mixture. I was disgusted with the result. I was scrimping on budget as my sister was in the hospital. When I told my uncle the result of what he taught me he laughed at me. I was so furious but I could not retaliate of course. My sisters had no choice but to eat what I had prepared. Since then I promised myself that I will learn cooking the best way I can.
I considered this experience a good one, while growing up I tried different recipes starting with cassavas and coconut milk. I still remembered how I fed my siblings with experiments which I believed they enjoyed.
Now my children and some friends benefits from my cooking and I love the feel of it.
How did you learn your cooking? :D
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