I could cook from quite an early age - purely because I liked it.
I have heard repeated stories of meth users leaving their children unattended for days as they cook, use and then sleep off the intense effects of methamphetamine.
When I'm in the country with all of the kids around and cooking, that's when I'm most relaxed. When I'm in the country I like to cook.
I might cook occasionally, but I'm not a good cook. That's not my passion.
Everyone can cook. If you try. If you put a little love into it.
Twelve-piece cookware sets for ninety-nine bucks are routinely hawked on late-night TV - often by friends of mine. But with a mere five pieces, you can do whatever you like - slay the dragon and then cook its tenderloin in the style of the duke of Wellington, if you want to.
There is no solid satisfaction in any career for a woman like myself. There is no home, no true freedom, no hope, no joy, no expectation for tomorrow, no contentment. I would rather cook a meal for a man and bring him his slippers and feel myself in the protection of his arms than have all the citations and awards and honors I have received worldwide, including the Ribbon of Legion of Honor and my property and my bank accounts. They mean nothing to me. And I am only one among the millions of sad women like myself.
I don't believe you can ever really cook unless you love eating.
The child--a skilled actor with a hundred masks: a different one for his mother, father, grandmother or grandfather, for a stern or lenient teacher, for the cook or maid, for his own friends, for the rich and poor. Naive and cunning, humble and haughty, gentle and vengeful, well behaved and willful, he disguises himself so well that he can lead us by the nose.
I like to cook Puerto Rican food. That's what I grew up on: rice, beans, meat, some Italian-American food. I know my way around the kitchen.
Because I've done a lot of television, I'm sort of a generalist. I'm not a pastry cook, but I've had to learn a certain amount about it. I'm not a baker, though I've had to learn how to do it. I'm sort of a general cook.
It was so hot today that Burger King was singing, "if you want it your way, cook it yourself. "
I vowed to myself when I got married that I would cook every night. I find it very therapeutic.
I cook a lot. I'm always experimenting. I'm not much of a recipe follower.
In Texas, we cook bacon a little differently than most folks. . . MACHINE-GUN BACON.
My boyfriend is a chef, so he cooks for me, but I cook too. The only time I felt pressure was when he asked how I wanted vegetables chopped, so I described in sizes whereas he knows the right words. I felt a bit daft then.
I cook for a living; I'm not a scheduler.
I cook. I go to farmers markets in London and cook really good sort of organic foods.
You don't get over hating to cook, any more than you get over having big feet.
I don't really cook much. I'm more of a baker. My favorite things to bake that everybody loves, and I can only keep in the house for about ten minutes, are 7-Up cake and Pineapple Upside-Down cake.