Cooking is part necessity, but it’s also partly cultural. The way we cook says a lot about the societies we live in and the traditions that influence our families.
I know that a lot of what I do in the kitchen is an echo of what my mother taught me. When I crack an egg into a mixing bowl, I scoop out that last little bit of raw egg white in the shell with my finger and scrape it off on the edge of the bowl.
My mother grew up in the Great Depression and learned not to waste food. Some of her habits have been passed down to me even though I grew up a full generation later in relatively easy circ...
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