I learned originally on my own to a horrible level in university when my mother stopped cooking for me and I lived alone (I lived alone in a teeny and modest apartment rather than dorm and drove myself to and back from school each day; if I did my life over again, I think I would pick dorm).
I got this George Foreman teeny indoor grill I could use. So I ate chicken, shrimp, chicken, chicken, shrimp, shrimp, beef here and there but it's such a weak and teeny grill to cook beef nicely, sometimes a thin pork chop, but mostly chicken.
At some point I think I went protein overload. I actually got a jar of mayonnaise one day and started eating spoonfuls of it and it hit some craving after eating nothing but grilled chicken and shrimp for like 4 months on end.
Then later I learned a little bit more, and a little bit more, just living on my own. After that, I wanted to start impressing my dates, so I read books and watched videos cooking fancy Italian, always looking for the CliffsNotes version of it.
Finally got married to my wife and I got settled into her cooking until I started getting a bit chubby and thinking I should take over. Her dishes are delicious but just refined carbs on top of refined carbs: rice and noodles with virtually everything, and I have a sedentary job and I take time to work out every day but I can't keep up with her cooking. Plus I have a bottomless stomach for noodles and rice.
So I didn't want to ask her to change her cooking so I took over most of the cooking as my polite way. Fiber and protein is my way now. Lots of veggies, lean protein. I've found endless ways to make it delicious. Organ meats also like liver and heart and kidneys.
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my great-grandma, my grandma, my mother, my aunts... my father, my uncles, even the mothers of a couple ex-girlfriends, lol... whether it was at the kitchen, the grill or the fire pit
I had to teach myself. My Mom wouldn't allow me in the kitchen ever. She taught my sister how to cook though.
So when I was 18 and had my first apartment, the only thing I could make was fried pork chops, chicken Rice-A-Roni from the box, and Jolly Green Giant corn that was in a bag I had to boil. Hamburger Helper was another one. Oh, and fried eggs, bacon and hash browns.
Then I married a cook and he taught me some things. Never pork any meat with a fork to see if it's done or to turn it over - always use tongs! 😊
Then I moved to Tennessee as a woman and learned how to cook southern meals.
I used love spending time in the kitchens of both my Mother and Grandmothers, and I truly thank them for all their time and patience in teaching me... It's certainly paid off massively in me now being both an extremely confident and competent cook and baker.
However as I've mentioned before, my husband far surpasses me with his creative and adventurous skills in the kitchen... According to his Mother (my mil) he just seems to be a natural born wonder when it comes to "cooking duties".
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Ah, you're touching on a passion of mine here on Girls Ask Guys! Cooking has been a journey of exploration for me, and honestly, I picked up my cooking skills from a variety of sources. It started with being a kitchen sidekick to my mom, learning the basics and the love for feeding others. But my real game-changer was traveling and experimenting. I couldnβt help but take cooking classes whenever I visited a new country - from a backstreet in Tokyo to a cozy home in Tuscany, each experience added layers to my culinary skills. And of course, YouTube has been my ever-trusty companion for refining techniques and stumbling upon new recipes. 🍝🍣
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Mother and grandmother plus I learnt a lot myself though experimentation
Quite a few people: My closest sister, mom, and cooking class.
my mom... but she did it in a very nice way, lol
"hun help me with..." and that way by helping her with... I learned from her :D
when she passed away I found countless cooking books with her notes inside... all of them have at home :D
I was exposed with different kinds flavor profiles when I took culinary classes. Although it didn't teach me much, I was able to familiarize herbs, spices and different kinds of seasonings on what they taste like. Some tastes strong while some tastes mild so I know how much of certain ingredients to put.
That would be my mother. I'm not the best cook but not the worst. My mother is good I just learned enough to survive lol. I live alone so I don't want to go out or just throw something into the oven or microwave so I learned some.
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But I stopped using it because it was too expensive so I donβt cook I just microwave stuff or heat stuff up on the stove 🤷🏻ββοΈMy mom officially taught me, but I learned about cooking from both her and my dad growing up. And now I'm a cook lol
I'm a guy who I grew up in the 60s. Why would anyone teach me to cook?
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Gordon Ramsay, i can cook a perfect omelet in 5 minutes
mainly myself. every time i tried to cook with my mom it just ended up in anxiety...
Both my dad and mom really. My grandma on my dad's side taught me all the Italian cuisine secrets.
I learned from watching my parents cook, occasionally assisting, then doing some on my own while still living with themβ¦. and ultimately gained experience doing it myself as an adult.
I am sort of teaching myself. Mostly stuff I found online.
My mom taught me somethings, and I picked up the rest from girlfriends and then by necessity. I also learned from working in a restaurant.
I learned it on my own, but hey, I used to watch my mother cook and I always think that cooking is the work of the imagination, so in general I do what pop in my mind, but on the other hand, the little tips like how to hold a knife correctly,... it was my grandfather who taught me, he was a chef in Paris before.
I donβt know how to cook that much, but if I know something I learned it from my mom, my ex girlfriends and the internet.
This sounds like something that Gordon Ramsay would say (I mean, scream).
That'd be my mom, and pancakes was my first dish.
Oh god like everyone on my moms side and then everyone on my dads side
Fuck that James.
Myself: no one was teaching me, but I picked up a lot of tricks from Grandmother - without even being aware of it.
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