I want to learn how to cook.
I want to know more than how to boil a jug of water, or how to make instant noodles.
I want to know more than boiling eggs for breakfast, or making sandwiches for lunch.
I want to know more than how to use a kettle or microwave oven.
I want to place a morsel of food between my lips and be able to discern the myriad, distinct flavours used to prepare that meal, then go back home and experiment till I get it right.
I want to experience the thrill of cooking for a close group of friends, and enjoy light-hearted banter over dinner and wine.
I want to open my fridge, full to the brim with stuff, and pick at random several ingredients with which to throw a dish together.
I want to watch cooking shows on TV and actually give a damn.
I want to exchange recipes with friends and whip miracles up with them in their kitchens.
I want to bake cookies and cakes and sweet things for hot chicks, ‘cos I’m a sucker for them that way.😛