Since I was six years old, I knew how to cook and I like cooking. I started by cooking noodles. I still remembered that I cooked breakfast for Miffy almost
everyday when I was six and seven.
I always hid myself from the kitchen's door when my mummy was cooking, because she didn't let me go inside. I was very confused, but now I understand the reasons.
Mummy always tell me my childhood stories. Oneof that was everyday before starting meal, I have already sat in front of the table and ready to eat. I couldn't wait because the cooking skills of my mum and dad are both very good. My mum good at cooking soy sauce chicken. She didn't cook it now because she like cooking coke chicken now.
Dad and mum were in love and they then carried on a food business together. Mum said that when she see someone who was happy when eating the meal she cook, she was happy too.
