This is one of my plates... I started cooking when I was a little kid. I believe that I was around the age of 8.. See living with my mother and my grandmother.. My grandmother had real bad epilepsy.. She burned her hand to the bone one day and vowed never to get neat the stove anymore. Then if it was left up to my mom, we would ate bacon and eggs and fried chicken the rest of our lives.. I think that was the only thing she knew how to cook.
My auntie and my cousin ann, were EXCELLENT cooks.. I learned from them. Then when I got older.. I just started doing everything myself.
I started collecting recipes and trying them out.. Then later on in life i started making up my own.
Cooking makes me happy.. It is something that I know I am good at.
One day I want to be able to start my own business.. I am no chef, yet I am a COOK..
I thank God everyday for this blessing...
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