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.
I learned most of it during my youth, from my mother and my grandmother. Nothing beats the specific instructions like “stir it faster”, “this is enough oil”, “when it looks like that, then it is ready” etc.
And then lots of trying out ofc when I was older.