For the time being, I am back to cooking at home — which to be honest — is one of the best ways to fall in love with cooking again.
Not that I ever fell out of it, it’s just different when you cook
professionally. You don’t have as much grace in the professional kitchen. You are feeding a much wider audience, and you are able to control (mostly) all of the variables. Your sauce isn’t finished reducing? At home, this is okay. In a restaurant, you best figure it out while already feeding a few two tops and have the credit card machine go down.
Needless to say, yeah, cooking at home is real nice.
Moving into my mom’s kitchen, as I call her “Chef!” when she asks me to fill the kids sweet teas, I giggle. I respect her kitchen, and find ways to make it my…
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