1996
At the age of 7, while watching my mom make dinner, I was told a tragic story regarding one of the neighbor girls. While attempting to drain boiling water, she spilled the water on her forearm and spent the evening in the hospital treating the burns. A few weeks later I heard another story of a girl who burnt her herself while taking a cake out of the oven. Combined, these two experiences convinced me that cooking was an unnecessary health risk that could be avoided by letting someone else cook.
2009
I moved into a house with four other girls. I was faced with my own kitchen for the first time. I decided that learning to cook would be fun because it would be an excuse to purchase cute kitchen supplies. I christened the kitchen it by purchasing a cupcake pan and a set of mixing bowls. (These supplies were each used once.)
2010
I can still count my experiences in the kitchen on one hand. I have decided, however, that this has gone on for long enough. I am convinced that I need to learn to cook and bake. If I at least make an effort and it turns out everything I touch is terrible, others will no longer expect me to cook and I can return to the simplicity of takeout. On the other hand, if I succeed, I will hopefully have developed a new hobby.
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I figure, if I can do chemistry, how hard can cooking be? Essentially they're the same... right? You combine ingredients, somehow they change form, and you end up with a final product that doesn't necessarily resemble what you started with. At this point, the main difference I can see is that in one you are told to never consume what you are working with and the other is all about consumption. I hope this venture doesn't lead to my death.
To further my belief that cooking isn't that difficult, I have convinced myself that if people have been cooking since, well, since people were alive. So, how hard can it possibly be? (Although, it seems to involve much more magic than science.)
To end on a positive note, I think I have potential. I am generally pretty good at following directions and I have a few cookbooks that have seemingly clear directions. Occasionally, I get impatient, forget to purchase key ingredients, or don't have the necessary cookware, and decide to proceed anyway, but most of the time I follow directions. Enough prepping myself though, it is time for my excursion into the kitchen to begin, and important events will be highlighted on this blog.
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