From there, I graduated to making questionable, soggy puddings with digestive biscuits, chocolate and milk. But there is one thing I have always said: while it may not look good, my food definitely tastes good!
It has been a journey filled with trial and error, but it is the best skill I have ever picked up. I started cooking because it was therapeutic, as it helps me find some sense of calm amid the usual restlessness. It helped me find time to introspect and sort through my big feelings in high school, and it helped me expand my interest in food. That random hobby turned into a passion, propelling me onto a path that led me to culinary school, where I studied to be a chef and found my calling.
I started cooking because it was therapeutic, as it helps me find some sense of calm amid the usual restlessness.
While working as a chef is not something that I completely want to do, finding my passion in cooking helped me find a whole new dimension of media and journalism that I want to pursue as an actual career! Moreover, cooking became my love language, as feeding my friends and loved ones helped me find a sense of community and a way to connect and strengthen bonds.
Cooking became my first medium of therapy, and my passion, and it all started with a lot of messes I had to mop up. It was something that I was engaging with solely for myself, and not for any productive means, which really helped me stick to it. To this day, I still tend to make mistakes while I'm trying out new recipes, but I take it in stride as it just reminds me that I have come a long way, and the only person I'm doing this for is myself. It has become a form of self love, and cooking for myself turns into the highlight of my day! So put on some music, look up a recipe, and try cooking for yourself. At least you get to eat the results of all your experiments!