As a teenager i lived with my Dad. As a working single father he had his own and 5 other mouths to feed, more often than not the dish of the day would be knorrs finest packeted soups and a couple of loafs of safeway's finest sliced white
bread. On the good days we would get a shepard's pie with beans and cheese made from??? you guessed it a packet!!. To be fair on the weekends when i had rugby games he would always cook up a mean full english and on sunday's he did and still
does the family sunday lunch...gravy king keb
As a consequence of our quick and easy week day meals the thought of becoming a chef had crossed my mind once or twice. I remember coming home from school some evening's before Dad was home
from work, i'd go straight into the kitchen to whip up a feast. The limit's of my cooking skills back then were a ploughmans feast with freshly chopped salad and a few slices of apple.
I first seriously considered becoming a chef when one of my first
girlfriends mum's cooked for me. Everything she made melted i my mouth, all her dish's made with fresh ingredients and so obviously not from a packet.
The expisode that finally bit the biscuit and made my mind up for good, was one famous night
a Sarah Milburn's house where we had been playing a drinking games. I,as any,normal teenage boy had got the munchies and fancied a chinese but had the small problem of not having any money. I asked my mate Ali Ewen if he could buy me one,
to which he replied if you can eat a packet of butter i will buy you a chinese, 250gs of lurpak later we set off to the chinese
On arrival to my utter distress the chinese was closed, all that effort for nothing!!. Ali and I came up with
a plan B, back to my house and i will cook. When we got back to mine Ali had also got a case of the munchies and asked if i could be so kind as to cook something for him. Still trying to hold back my gag reflex from the ever so nice lurpak i pointed
at my sisters goldfish and stated that if he could re-inact a scene from a fish called wonda i could cook...
Emilia I hope you have forgiven my by now, and Ali i hope what ever i cooked was worth it.... That evening really taught me the importance of
being able to cook