My love affair with cooking did not start at an early age. Honestly, my mom never left me alone in the kitchen, as I would not return it in the same condition. The few times I did try cooking, I was thankful for my dad, who just indulged me and never complained.
After I got married, I was forced to learn how to cook to please a husband who is so finicky about food. Thus, my culinary adventure started with Sylvia Reynoso-Gala and a handful of friends who so unselfishly shared their know-how in cooking and baking, elevating my repertoire to include kalderata, embotido and many others.
But the aha! moment came when I lived abroad in the early ’90s and was introduced to l…
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