For me cooking consists of so many emotions. Sounds strange I know but I learned to cook so early on by my grandmother and my mother. I was making meals for my parents at 9years old on my own. They didn't get home until 8pm sometimes so I did the cleaning and cooking.
Now, 32 years later, when I cook the rest of the world disappears. I turn the music on, put my apron on (sometimes) and begin. I like using creativity in my cooking and doing new things. I like when people help but I would much rather be in the kitchen alone. There has only been one man I loved cooking with and that was the greatest thing to share with someone else. I can easily cook with my Mom because we have fun and the memories come back but anyone else I am booting them out of the kitchen area! I don't usually like to talk to others while cooking because my head is so consumed with ideas for the meal. It's like I am in my own euphoric state.
Does this happen to you? If so, I would like to know the details...
Now, 32 years later, when I cook the rest of the world disappears. I turn the music on, put my apron on (sometimes) and begin. I like using creativity in my cooking and doing new things. I like when people help but I would much rather be in the kitchen alone. There has only been one man I loved cooking with and that was the greatest thing to share with someone else. I can easily cook with my Mom because we have fun and the memories come back but anyone else I am booting them out of the kitchen area! I don't usually like to talk to others while cooking because my head is so consumed with ideas for the meal. It's like I am in my own euphoric state.
Does this happen to you? If so, I would like to know the details...