My parents had a restaurant and needed some help for the differents services. So they put us at work (brother, sister and I).

Younger I didn’t understand the luck I had to eat restaurant quality meal every day. I was kind of happy to eat a junkfood in a US burger chain.

Now that I grew old, I cook because it’s way cheaper and also because it’s a moment where I could decompress from an exhausting week. Also when we are cooking I let my son participante, and I explain to him the differents ingredients that we put in the recipe.

My bet that he will also Cook when the time comes.

Beware of the R word.

Why not ‘regulate’? Ah yes freedom.