Sensation and Preparation

When I was a child growing up with my mother and grandmother, I would always sit on the back porch and smell all of the different aromas coming out of the windows and back door of the house. My mother would always tell me to come in and look, so that, I could learn how the two of them prepared our meals, sometimes I would stand in the door of the kitchen and make mental notes on how to prepare cakes, pies, and homemade candy. I can remember when my grandmother became really sick and my mother was not at home and I had to prepare our dinner for that evening. When I started preparing dinner for the family it was not the best thing in the world to look at or even eat, but when my grandmother told me that if I started preparing dinner on a regular basis that I would receive some money each week to go shopping. By telling me that I would be rewarded at the end of each week, I learned how to prepare the meals for the family better. Some of my grandmothers’ friends said that, I should prepare the meals without getting a reward at the end of the week, but giving me a reward at the end of the week made me a great cook. Cooking is something that I love ton do now. Sometimes you may now. Sometimes you may not have everything that you need. That’s when you just let your instincts kick in. There was a can of peas on the top shelf and I could not reach them at that time there was no ladder or step stool so I used what I what had to get what I needed which was a wooden spoon. I read somewhere that all people learn differently. Some by trial and error, by observation, and some by just jumping in and trying a few