My Joy of Cooking
Cooking! Each day of our lives we all have to do some form of it. For me, I find passion, love, and joyfulness in cooking. I have always enjoyed cooking for other people as well as with them. There were three very important people in my life that introduced me to how great a joy cooking is and can be. Cooking isn’t just something I enjoy doing, but it also helps with bringing family closer and helps you to eat healthier.
I have gotten my passion for cooking honestly. I remember sitting in the kitchen watching my Grandmother cook, it would smell so good. I could always see the joy in her eyes. It brought her so much happiness to be able to cook for her family while they worked out in the tobacco fields. Granny put so much joy and love in the food she cooked. What fascinated me the most was that she never had to measure a thing.
Both my Grandma (on my Dad’s side) and my Great Grandma (on my Mom’s side) loved to cook, and in my opinion were the best at it. Both their styles of cooking were very different. My Grandma would cook mostly turnip greens, beans, potatoes, poke salad, and blackberry cobbler. All of this we picked and cleaned ourselves. Grandma would let me sit and watch, but with Great Grandma she would let me actually help. Great Grandma’s style of cooking was mostly like cornbread dressing, fried corn, okra, sweet potatoes, and homemade fudge, some of this which came from her small garden.
My love for cooking was given to me and I accepted it as the best gift ever. I remember my first meal that I cooked all by myself, it was not good at all. Luckily my Mom allowed me to continue trying to cook. By the age of 15 I was...