Back In The Kitchen

After a week of me staying clear from the kitchen (due to bad cold, cough, sore throat), I am once again cooking. Today has been a pretty long day... my body was so used to being up at 10am (for this past week) but today I woke up at 6:45 am, been cooking (and baking) since five, and is supposed to be in bed by now (as promised to Horacio), yet here I am... blogging.

Cooking has been another outlet for me eversince. I know, it doesn't really show since I am still this small (good genes? metabolism?). Anywho... my earliest recollection of cooking was my Ammah (that's what we call our grandma in my dad's side) would watch "Wok with Yan" a Chinese cooking show. I remember my grandma dropping whatever she is doing just to watch this show. I think I was around five then... Then we moved to Iloilo, Lola (my mom's mom) would forbade us (me) to come close to the kitchen. But what she doesn't know (or does she?) is that our cook would let me in the kitchen and let me help her. She would give me the smallest, safest knife that she had and would teach me how to cut vegeteables a certain way for a certain dish. When we would hear my Lola approaching I would drop the knife and ran to the back pretending to be playing with my clay pots and pans (I know, she forbade me in the kitchen, but she allowed me to have clay pots...).

I really don't know which/what really inspired me into cooking... but whatever it was... I am glad that it happened. One of these days I actually plan into applying to one of those culinary schools just for the heck of it. :) For now, it'll just be Food Network channel.