I love cooking, but because my mom is too much of a bimbo and my dad too much of a “manly man” to ever step into the kitchen, I never had the chance to learn from them. I grew up on delivery, takeout, eating out, and the incredible food made by the amazing woman who cooks for our family. I became deeply interested in cooking at the start of my teenage years and taught myself through the internet, books, that same woman, and other relatives.
My dad forced me to cook as a kid, that was stressful. Then when I moved out, I was way too broke to eat out, so I learned more by trial and error/looking things up. Then later, I worked in a kitchen for like 5 years.