Hello and welcome to my humble blog or as I like to a call it, a sanctuary for self-expressiveness. I've always had problems opening up to my thoughts and feelings, and thought that this blog can help. This blog is going to be about anything, whether to talk about my daily life, music that can change the world, fashion that can always be remembered and re-entered, and various things that strikes my interest. But one thing that I originally planned, was to make this blog a place where I can express my love for food, dining experience and cooking experience.
My love for food began at home. My family has owned 3 restaurants while growing up in a small town called Mount Vernon in the state of Washington. They owned a small breakfast/lunch diner, a Mexican restaurant, and of course a Chinese restaurant. Being a kid and getting to go eat whatever I can get my hands on was like being a kid at a candy store. Everyday after school since I can remember, I would arrive to the stinging feeling of onions being peeled and chopped, the heat of the wok, the sound of the deep fryer, and the smell of authentic Chinese food. The restaurant was literally my second home. I spent everyday and almost every weekend there, and learned to appreciate the industry and also learned to appreciate cooking.
My first experience cooking started at the age of 6, when I got invited to bake cookies at a friend's house. Her grandmother at that time was visiting and babysat while the parents went to work. I had the privilege of meeting this wonderful woman as she taught me a valuable lesson about baking and about life.
"Practice and a little bit a love will result in something wonderful."
To this day, I take that quote and apply it to everything that I do, school, work, relationships, and of course cooking.
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