Of Becoming A Chef – Becoming The Muse
Growing up I had a fleeting delulu of being a chef.. How hard could cooking be I wondered? My first attempt at cooking sadza was a hilariously disasterous affair… but in my defence, I was 11 years old and sadza is quite a tricky dish to cook and I will confess that at my big age I still haven’t fully mastered it yet.
But I have come a long way since my very first attempt at cooking sadza. What happened was we got home from primary school and there was no one there. Its fortunate we had an arrangement to get house keys so we weren’t stuck outside. My younger siblings said they were hungry and I as the big brother took it upon my self to make sure they were fed.
Instead of warming up leftovers or having a couple of slices of bread as we would normally have done. I thought, you know what, I will cook sadza for you. In hindsight, I cant think of a single logical reason why I insisted on cooking sadza, at that age kids don’t even like it…
Flashback to my baby sister saying if I eat sadza I will die 💀 and scaring the whole family because she was an age no kid had business knowing about death.
Long story short, my disastrous culinary attempt was a mess which our dog Tex refused to partake in and so I ended burying the evidence of my failure in an umarked grave in the garden. I would have gotten away with it too, had my little sisters whom I had bribed with candy to not say a thing, not told my mum as soon as she got home “We wont tell you that B tried to cook sadza and the Tex refused to eat it”
I think my delulu of becoming a chef pretty much ended around that time too and my lack of mastery in cooking Sadza might have been avoided had my initial attempt at cooking not been laughed at so spectacularly… Young minds are so easily molded by such things.
Fast forward to years later and my blog has a section for Kitchen Diaries which I initially envisioned as a home to recipes and other attempts at culinary skills but is now more about cooking misadventures and other kitchen themed stories…
What do you do when a minor pesters you that they want to cook?… What if they are chef in the making and denying them would be depriving the world of a future masterchef?…
Well, you search the internet and hopefully find something similar to CulinarySchools.org which I stumbled upon on the road to finding Measurement Conversions… Lets not get started on the drama of trying to whip up a delightful recipe and all you have as measuring equipment is spoons and cups in a world of ounces and millilitres…
The site has some culinary themed games that your kitchen and kiddies tummies will thank you for..
For the young ones, a game where they can choose if something is food or not.
Players make burgers in a virtual restaurant instead of making a mess in the kitchen.
The player has to create burgers that match the order request before the time runs out. It’s a surprisingly challenging game which requires concentration, memory skills and some good hand eye co-ordination, just like in a well run kitchen.
Its supposed to be a kids game but I may have popped by it in my downtime, well, how else would I be able to school the little ones on how its played.
There are more games to suit different tastes and ages, theres even one that might appeal to early teens, Cooking Love. A choose your adventure game where you navigate the choices of a girl establishing her culinary career in New York City on a culinary training adventure with a plot that plays along like a YA Novel.
Did you ever have any culinary dreams? Care to share any cooking misadventures or have you always been flawless in kitchen.. 🤥 Recently it was like the mother of dragons helped me prepare dinner, everything burning to a crisp but on the upside, we did burn a lot of calories, just like the doctor ordered😂
~B
Becoming The Muse 
Your thoughts.. if you will?