I didn't know how to cook but quickly learned after arriving on this rock that I've grown to love and now call home...Honolulu. Before that, I was your typical pampered "only child" and my parents did the cooking...(oh how I wished it was still like that...)Cooking...I didn't love it at first. I found it hard and seems like a lot of effort to put in just to make fried rice. Okay so I sound like I am exaggerating but for a college student, that's hard work! To continue on, cooking...develop out of necessity as eating out simply implanted holes in my pockets. But I am glad I learned how to cook as I started to enjoy it and am able to cook my Malaysian food whenever I get a sudden craving.
Then last year happened! I take that back. It actually started when I went back to college for my MBA in 2006. Because of our crazy schedules not syncing, eating out made things easy but not so much on our budget. Plus because it became somewhat of a daily routine and I had more than my share of stress to deal with ~ adjusting with going back to school while working...and then a wedding to plan...cooking was not a priority.So now that things are back to being normal...I realize I should get back into the kitchen and cook. Hubby and I have added more than our share of calories and portion, so homemade meals will at least allow us to keep a better eye on what we consume. Easier said than done but I will do it. I need to get my kitchen mojo back...and let's hope I remember to press down on the "cook" button on the rice cooker!