Once upon a time there was a little6year oldFilipinogirlwholearnedtocookrice.Itmight sounda bitweirdbutsobeganmypassion forcooking.Igrew up under poorer conditions. Unfortunatelywe didn'thave day care centres nor after school care centres like here in the West.So me and my siblings hadto takecare ofeach otherwhenourparentswereouton the rice fields working.One of the daily tasksmyelderbrothers had was to cook the ricebeforemomanddadcamehome for dinner.Thenit wasjustformomanddadtocookthe fish,meatorwhatevertheycamehomewith.Myvery cleverbrothers figured out thatifthey taught me tocookricethey couldmake me doit insteadandthey would have moretimeforgames. Of course, Iwasnot allowed to tell our parents!ButI was fine with that. Even as a child I enjoyed being in the kitchen.Need Isay Ibecamean expertatcookingrice! At8years ofageIwas adoptedby mySwedishfather and in addition to that I got aSwedishgrandma(R.I.Pgrandma)whowas and ISmygreatinspirationin terms of food.She taught meall the basics about food and gave me recipes that has been taught in her family for generations. Grandma's passion forcookingandrespectfor good food products rubbed of on me. Inthisblogyouwill find my food pictures,inspirations, recipes, cooking, wine and restaurant tipsetc, etc... Simplyeverythingto do with food!