I love to be in the kitchen. There isn’t much to me that is more enjoyable than spending quality time in the kitchen. When I grow up and own my own house I want the kitchen to be large and open so all my friends and family can spend lots of time in the kitchen. I began to cultivate my love for all things kitchen in college. I remember spending hours perfecting my sugar cookie receipe and thinking of new menu ideas for UCB. Baking was my first passion, I would spend hours decorating sugar cookies and learning new tricks. Cooking came slowly but now I love it. Today at work I spent 30 minutes making a black bean salsa and as I was chopping the purple onion I reflected on the joy I get from cooking. I wish I cooked for people more often, I wish I had a house full of people to feed every day.
In college my best friend Kari and I spent hours in the kitchen of the house she was living in. It is where we learned so much about each others and had the best conversations. Cooking for UCB the guys would come in and talk to Kristi, Alison and I as we were preparing the meal. We always felt like we knew more than our other friends because we got that time in the kitchen with them. Today I mostly cook for myself and I miss having people in my kitchen helping me or just sitting around talking. I long for the day that my kitchen is full of laughter and joy and good food is shared with those I love.