About me
I am very good at eating. This, I believe to be a genetic predisposition. My entire family talks about food at the dinner table. When I was a child, my brother and I used to hoodwink our mother into having Gourmet Night; we would get to eat our favorite things and learn how to cook them. She, of course, did most of the work. At age six, I once left the house and walked down to the lake with a fishing rod with one worm on the hook. I returned home hours later with three fish, which my father cleaned and we ate with dinner. My family was very impressed. A neighborhood dad had helped me attach additional worms to the line, but the fishing successes were all mine. We also used to trap and net blue crabs off dilapidated piers in North Carolina back in the day. Worst cooking experience? Two words: carbon papadums. I tried to be a vegetarian for several years, but it was all over one birthday dinner when a boyfriend ordered lamb chops. I asked for a bite and supposedly my eyes rolled back in my head. Food is essential, so it should be pleasurable. I love to cook.