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Now I can cook nearly anything if it’s not too complicated, of course. But it hasn’t always been like that…

When I started living on my own at the age of seventeen, I could bake cakes, mash potatoes and fry eggs. It was on that meagre diet plus chocolate that I lived quite happily for a couple of years.

Then I got married. As it turned out, my husband wanted something more substantial. But very soon he realized that I couldn’t provide that for him.

So one day he bought a fish, put it in the freezer and said,

‘I am going to fry it myself.’

‘Does it take a long time to fry a fish?’ I asked.

‘About an hour,’ he said.

A few days later, while my husband was out some friends phoned and said they’d come and see us in the evening. Without the slightest hesitation, I took the poor fish out of the freezer. I cleaned it and gutted it consulting my mother on the telephone. Then I put it on a frying-pan and fried it for a whole hour…

When both my husband and friends came, I proudly put the cinders on their plates…

That’s how my cooking experience began. What about yours?