I’ve always loved to cook. I’m not a chef, though. I’m just your ordinary working wife who cooks for her husband during weekends. I say only during weekends because we get free meals on weekdays courtesy of my MIL. (But that’s another story for a different time.) The only time I don’t get to cook for my husband is when I’m too lazy to whip up anything edible and just resort to eating out or delivery (my treat, of course!).
I learned how to cook from my mom who’s very good in the kitchen. Actually, it was she who taught me not to be afraid when cooking. I remember she once told me when a dish you cook turns out bad, you just charge it to experience. You can always cook the same dish again with good (or better) results, anyway. So far, majority of the dishes I’ve cooked have been well-received. And I’m proud of myself for it.
