Who taught you to cook?

I come from a family of great cooks. My Nan was a brilliant cook and my Auntie and Mom learnt from her. My Auntie used to have a hotel and did all the cooking herself. My two cousins were both professional cooks ( retired now ). My Mom is an amazing cook ….as you know we go for a Sunday roast dinner every week and she bakes each week too. I enjoy cooking and I think I’m a good cook. Only had compliments no complaints …. Having said that ….my Dad was a great cook too …..although he said himself he doesn’t know how that happened as his Mom ( my Nan ) burnt most things …..

I taught myself. I really love cooking and I hardly eat outside

No one really...My mom taught me some baking, but she would never allow me to make supper. I guess she thought I would poison everyone or something...I don't know! I still haven't cooked there..Sis and bro in law always do everything. Crazy huh? I am not a bad cook. I taught people in group homes how to cook. No one ever complained.

I taught myself, mom wasn't very patient

I taught myself to cook. Each week I'd pick a cookbook and a couple of recipes to try.

I credit one grandmother and my special Aunt for teaching me to cook. I’ve always enjoyed cooking, it’s good therapy, and everyone, male or female, needs to learn some basic cooking skills and at least how to cook some basic meals that taste good. Before they went off to college, all of my kids knew how to cook basic meals and how to shop for them. My oldest son married a lovely lady who loves to bake but absolutely hates making meals. She knows how, but she would rather clean or do the dishes, so he cooks a lot. They work together on meals when they can. My youngest daughter loves to cook. Son here enjoys it, too. My oldest daughter can cook but she hates it. Her husband is a gourmet cook and loves cooking, so they often work together on it, too.

I do not think I was taught, as such. I was trying to remember when I became responsible for weekday evening meals and I do not know. I remember cooking in several kitchens, and if what dad bought was something I did not know how to cook, mom told me what to do. I also remember my older sister cooking, and learning some from her. I am more adventurous than many in my family were. I also made my share of mistakes, and mom, being who she was, never let them go to the past.

Actually, that's exactly who I learned from, between watching my dad cook and doing a home ec type class in school. My dad used to have my brother and me help make dinner sometimes. He was always very patient with us. My mom actually couldn't cook very well, even though her mother was an amazing cook, but my mom was severely burned as a child when their stove somehow threw a flame my mom's way (this was back in probably the late 40s to early 50s and my mom thankfully doesn't have a lot of scarring from it despite having to have her burns treated regularly when she was little), and she caught on fire. After that, she wasn't allowed near the stove, which is why she never really learned how to cook. My dad, however, started cooking very young in order to help his mom with his many siblings. He couldn't read, so he would have me read him recipes as soon as I learned to read, which not only helped my own reading but also helped us bond, and it kept me in the kitchen where I watched him cook. He would ask if I wanted to help, and sometimes I did. My dad was a stay-at-home dad after he lost his job when I was a baby, and he had to file for disability due to some health issues that prevented him from getting another job. He stayed at home with my brother and me while my mom worked.

No, my Dad never cooked food, my brother cooks, just because his schizophrenic wife never did, but he always enjoyed cooking. This rungs in my family, I have two cousins (male) who own a restaurant and are Chefs.

I learned from my mom but Pretty learned from me. Pretty KNOWS how to cook but very rarely does. She hates cooking.

I learned some from my mom and grandmother. But mostly had to find my own way as I was always out in the barn

I was never interested in cooking but what I did learn, I learnt from my Mum.

I took Home Ec in junior high; but I learned most of what I know on my own. My mother was a terrible cook but a fantastic baker...My mother and father started going out to eat less when I would cook a meal at home.

That's very good to hear more men cook now. I learned from 2 generations of grandmothers. But it was not a ton lol, a lot was self taught

Nobody really taught me how to cook. Gramma used to tell me things and show me stuff. I remember this time of the year I would miss my Dad so much. He would be out in the field by the time that the sun came up and we were all still in bed, and he would come in for the noon meal, but being at school, I never saw him then, and he wouldn't come in until dark but I was always in bed. Some nights I would make him a cheese sandwich and take it out to the field but I remember one time I took some leftover potatoes out of the fridge and fried them up in a frying pan and warmed up some leftover meatloaf for when he came in from the field. I remember him chuckling and telling people at my wedding, it was the best fried potatoes that he had ever eaten. Anything for my Dad, anything.