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WHERE IT PROBABLY ALL BEGAN…BREAKFAST

I have no idea when I ever became so passionate about food and creating it but i have always without a doubt LOVED food. I get excited when I think about what I want to eat, what i should eat, what I think I want to eat, what I want to put into what I want to eat. I get excited about eating food but more so about making it.

I remember being forced into the kitchen by my mother at a very young age to help out and observe what she was doing. I don’t particularly remember “enjoying” it very much though, im pretty sure I would have preferred to be sitted in front of television watching -The magic school bus- with my face 2 inches away from the screen, but alas “Do as mother says, or else…” and for that, I am forever extremely grateful.

My first memory of actually enjoying being in the kitchen behind the stove was being able to make my own omelette. Yeah, I know, I know, doesn’t seem like much…but at the age of 9, in a house with 6 siblings, being able to march into that kitchen & whip up an omelette whenever I wanted? It felt like I was my own food boss! (Only while mum was at work ) Its no suprise that eggs quickly became a favorite ingredient of mine. I used this new found “talent” of mine as a trade every chance I got. Asking my sisters to trade chores, to take my turn in laying my parents bed, always finishing with “I’l make you an egg” after every favour asked. It didn’t always work, but when it did? I walked away feeling proud of what I could accomplish with my little kitchen skill, always more eager and excited for the next thing I’d be able to make.