I know I have always been a terrible cook, that is why my mom seldom lets me use the kitchen back when I was still staying with our family. And my brother would always make sure I know how terrible of a cook I am. (He does all the cooking more often now than our mom, that's why.)
But sometimes I don't get her too. She would usually chastise me for not being able to cook and would always associate it with how will I going to feed my future children someday but then she won't let me use the kitchen for fear that I might mess things around.
In school, we have this home economics class where it taught us different specializations under it that changes according to semester. In our second semester, it was now time for us to learn culinary.
