My mom took me in the kitchen from early on and started teaching me what spices went with what. She wanted to make sure I didn't grow up like my father and that I could take care of myself. About the only thing my father knew how to make was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Anyway I think I started making stuff in the kitchen starting about the second grade. My cooking got progressively better as I got older. I was butchering animals and cooking them in middle school. I remember killing two street pigeons with a sling shot in California and plucking and cleaning and frying and eating them. I must have been in middle school? In fact I seem to recall catching blue gills in Echo Park Lake in Los Angeles, California and cleaning and frying and eating them and I was only in the 5th grade? My mom used to leave me in charge of watching my baby sister while she went off to work in Los Angeles and I was only in the 4th and 5th grade? Man that was a long time ago. I've been killing and butchering and cleaning and cooking animals pretty much my whole life. Artie
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