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no kids of my own.

my mom never pushed me, but i simply gravitated to it. i got myself involved at 10 with the dirty dishes and moved up to sous chef...chopping, heating up pan/wok, stirring soups...loved it. i still call her everyday to pick her brain, and ask her, "remember that dish......?". it amazes her that i can recall a simple egg/ tomato stirfry from my childhood databank.

i wouldnt give my kid $5 to do the cooking...i got an allowance, but it was never asscociated with any chores...it was free money, the chores were mandatory, and done out of simply being a member of the family, and duty.

let me add: the worst burn i ever suffered, i was 8ish, and learning how to make flour tortillas from a lady that took care of us. she also taught me to speak spanish fluently (i totally disrespected her by forgetting everything but the cussing). she would check the "camale" flat cast iron plate, for proper heat my touching it. i followed suit, and learn that Hosofina, was a ninja in her other life, because i burned the @#$^@#^@#$ out of my palm! safety is first.