I was raised in a home where my brothers and I were served hearty homecooked meals by our mother. When my maternal grandmother was still here, she used to prepare her signature dishes for us when we go home to Batangas. Growing up, I never really thought about learning how to cook because there was an abundance of love through food in our family.
I guess the Filipino running joke, “Pwede na mag-asawa” usually told to anyone single when they produce a good dish has never been applicable to me. I have all the patience in the world for cleaning, washing, folding, and organizing, but not necessarily for cooking. Amusingly enough, I got married to a person who has an innate love for cooking, supplemented by his short course on culinary arts, that I was not forced to cook even more! I must admit though, my husband would always tell me that I need cooking skills for survival.
Now that we have a daughter, I would also love to replicate the “feeling of home” that my mother and maternal grandmother created through food. I’m sure her father can do it, but I would love her to have memories of good meals from her mother, too! I try as much as I can to learn from my husband, and from shows made available through the internet. Here are a few of them: