One of my earliest memories of my childhood involves playing with a life-size Macdonald set, where i would faithfully play the roles of the customer and the cashier as well as, prepare the food all by myself. It was great fun, going about my ways of putting the tiny hamburgers together and such.
I guess having such great cooks as parents who were always whipping something up in the kitchen for the many hungry mouths wandering in our house at all hours of the day helped sparked my interest in food at a young age. But i only became such a huge foodie a little more than a year ago, when i took the ball and just ran with it.
Now, i can’t decide which i enjoy most; baking, photographing or eating these yummies. I’ll continue to keep doing all three as long as it provides the culinary therapy for me that it currently does, which i predict to be a long long time. So join me please, as i stumble and fumble my way around the kitchen (and this little space of mine)! Meanwhile, like my mum’s so fond of saying, “Eat and be happy!”. 
