thomsen.

I'm not worried, I have the rest of my lifetime to perfect the art of cooking rice. No more of using the fast microwavable rice bowls. I can now cook and make my own specialty. Dates are gonna be extremely impressed and it's gonna be fun having friends over to cook for. I should of paid more attention to how my mother cooks, but you know how it is, the kitchen is her domain. Her domain = her space. You needed to get permission to go into the kitchen. She only had one rule: You can look, but you cannot touch/taste the food. If you were caught, you had a nice red marking of a slotted spoon! I think I should take up cooking school sometime. Or even better, maybe ask my own mother to teach me our family secrets. I swear, for every penny I own, I'd be a millionaire if my mother decided to publish a cookbook.