When I grow up, I want to become a cook. Since childhood I love to cook. And for me there is no better profession. Because the cook is not just the person who prepares delicious, he as the artist draws his dish. I still remember how I cooked my first dish. Then I was 5-6 years old, and I decided to make my mom a surprise and made a pie. Mixed all that I found in the fridge. Very much doubt that it was delicious, but my mother is very obradovalas and said tastier didn't eat and all I'd eaten. For me it was a joy. As for chefs there is no better praise, if he sees that the plate is empty and your guests satisfied and happy. Because often they do come up with the recipes and then this praise is doubly pleasant. Chefs bring us happiness their food, and we give them the empty plates. Since many years have passed, but my love of cooking was not extinguished, but rather grows with each tasty dish.
