My mom and dad would always force us to help them with whatever they were cooking. We were either cutting onions, chopping sausage or rolling up egg rolls. I didn’t really like cooking at that point. I guess because we were being forced.
I think I started really cooking and enjoying it at the age of 15 or 16. My mom always had these recipe cards that she would get in the mail and I don’t think she ever used them. I started reading them and wanted to cook dinner for them one day. I think they enjoyed it since she let me keep cooking after that LOL After that day, I probably cooked 2-3 dinners out of the week. Then, I started baking cookies from a Pillsbury cookbook and everyone loved it. After that, I just kept on cooking and I love doing it.
I think what love about it most is that it brings everyone together. My mom, dad and lola always taught us about staying together and traditions. Growing up, they were the ones who were always cooking. It didn’t matter if we didn’t any have any occasion to celebrate, but it just meant that everyone would come over and we’d always have a great time. It’s something that I want to continue. My family is everything to me. With my mom and dad not around, I feel like I need to continue with their traditions and also create new ones.
So, I’m finally starting this since I’m always posting something food related on Facebook and Instagram and people seem to like it. Plus, my husband has been harrassing (lol, okay…not harrassing) me to start a website or blog or vlog (not sure about that).
My family and friends were also encouraging me to start something foodie since they know this is my passion. So…. to everyone who’s ever pushed me to do this… this is for you guys!! Thank you to my mom and dad for instilling the cooking bug in me.
Hope you guys enjoy!