Or should I say... cooking?
Well, to tell you frankly, I was not a fan of cooking (when I was younger). When it comes to cooking, I was definitely clueless! But that was years ago - probably a even a decade ago! Then the time came that I discovered that I can cook, I became addicted to it... I even want to shift to a different career and be a chef and have my own restaurant. I've always thought that I can do that forever. It's something that will make me feel really happy and contented.
Food is my first love - isn't it too obvious? I've been on a YO-YO diet for years now and I hate it! But what can I do when there is food? Wouldn't you take a bite if the food looks great? It would be too hard to resist! But I always think that there is still a way for me to continue with my conquest for good food without making me overweight. After all, there are still options available and all I have to do is choose what I think is best.
But I can say that food and I have had a love hate relationship for years and it's funny though, I find it really amusing. First off, my unexpected talent in cooking was almost like a miracle to me... I honestly didn't know that I can cook. I was afraid of the kitchen. I didn't even know how to fry or cook rice but it's amazing how things changed. It was like being Cinderella riding on a pumpkin!
I tried to recall the time when people are actually asking me to cook - it was an amazing experience. It gave me a good feeling inside. I can't believe it... like I wanna ask myself 'are they serious?' so I went on with my cooking spree and enjoyed the nice feeling that I am getting when they are giving me a thumbs up about the food that I serve.
I think I'm just being nostalgic again... As if I can almost smell the food that I cooked and I can still hear the praises from people who were happy with the food that they ate.. *PURE BLISS* Maybe someday I would have to reconsider a career shift. What do you think? :-)
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