COOKING LESSONS -PART #1- 英会話「あぜりあ」本八幡・西船橋・津田沼・佐倉
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if YOU are ANYTHING at ALL like ME you may have a special “thing” for a special “something” in your life that you have to have like around you or near you or to be a part of you all the time. I am that way. I have a special “THING” for the Number: 8. And as this is my Blog # 8, I just knew this Blog had to be extra special. So, it will be coming in at least two parts. Example: #8 (Part1) and #8 (Part 2). I hope you enjoy reading my Blogs as much as I enjoy writing them. I am really having a good time.
B L O G # 8 COOKING LESSONS (PART # 1)
Hello All Of You! Oh Yes! Hai! Hai! Hai! I’ve got a SECRET. A lot of secrets are meant to be kept. Other secrets—Thank Goodness—-are meant to be shared. This secret is one secret I can share just because I am WILLING to share it.
Before I reveal my big secret though, I want to say and I guess admit, that I spend a lot of my time watching Cooking Shows here in Hilo where I live. I can not watch enough of them. There’s Hell’s Kitchen, Master Chef, Chopped, Master Chef Junior, The Chew, Cupcake Wars, Chopped Junior, The Worst Cooks In America, Emeril Live, Emeril’s Table—just to name a few. If there is a show that has any kind of cooking in it or on it, even for a few minutes, I am on it, that is, watching it. This includes Holiday Cooking Shows too for Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Plus I subscribe to cooking magazine and have quite a few cookbooks. NOT as many as I USE to have, but a few. And sadly when I am watching my Cooking Shows, I am lucky if I manage to get any House Chores done. So sorry to say. But I AM being TRUTHFUL here.
Now first of all, I am NOT a Chef. I am also not what you or the Television Cooking Shows or even some Cooking Magazines call a Home Cook. I am not exactly sure what you would call me, but it is not that cause I am not really into “fancy stuff”. I mean, the children on Master Chef Junior can make stuff I and even some adult chefs, have never even heard of or made!
Most of the things I learned to cook, I learned late in my life. My late Mother did not teach me to cook. She would not let me near a stove. When I moved to Oahu (Honolulu) from California, I stayed at the Girl’s YWCA and they cooked Breakfast and Supper Meals for us girls and I could always eat Lunch out if I needed to so I did not have to cook there or then.
When I was married the first time. I was not married long enough to learn to cook anything and even then it was the brother and sister in law who did the cooking.
When I met my second husband here in Hilo (I was working, packing papayas), he was already retired from the Military and was what you would call a Mess Steward……which actually means he was a Chef. So when you are married to a man who is what one would call a Chef, you do not cook. SO …… once again…..I did not have to cook.
My Italian “Chef” and I were married for nineteen years and I have been a widow now for twenty-three years come this September. And in those nineteen years, I did manage to learn to cook some things. My late husband taught me some, the Cooking Shows taught me some, and even the Cooking Magazines taught me some.
But there WAS a time when I couldn’t cook at all. And that wasn’t just because I had other people cook for me. It was mostly because I never learned and had never been taught.
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