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8, my mother broke her arm and I had to help out.
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Pretty early on. Mother wasn't your typical "homemaker"...and for that, i'm thankful :)
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When I was 21 and I moved into my first apartment.
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I was 8 years old. I cooked some instant ramen noodles.
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I started to do scrambled eggs by age 9.:)
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At a very young age as my single mother worked long hours and I used to be left home alone. Probably around 5 or 6 years old. Definitely before I turned 7.
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I learned to cook for myself around age 13. I got sick of the same old crap my parents cooked, so I taught myself to outcook them both!
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I could cook grilled stuff, but when I married an Italo-Australian, I had to learn cooking all over again! :-)
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as a kid i learned to cook but i wont tell if you wont. then i dont have too.
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Late bloomer: around 27. My mother did everything for my siblings and I.
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I was 6 - and I started by cooking for the family!
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I dabbled with little things and assisted with most things from age 8 ... at age 14 I did the entire Thanksgiving Day feast, including pie for dessert, baked the bread myself, mixed oil & vinegar & spices to make the salad dressing ... etc., while my mother just sat in the corner and watched with her hands on her lap and her mouth shut.
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around 7 years old, on Saturdays, for the family.
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I still haven't learned yet
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3rd grade - 8 yo.
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About 7 or 8 for simple stuff like scrambled eggs and pancakes. Mom was a night owl did not like getting up early (before about 11 or 12)
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At 2, I "made pancakes on the kitchen floor," or so I've been told.
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i guess at the age of 13
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i used to cook for the whole fannily when i was a teenager
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I started out at 18 in jr. college with frozen dinners aka tv dinners.
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I cooked or heated some things out of a can around 10 or 11. I did a lot of my cooking around 20
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I was in my early teens when I learned to cook for myself
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I'm still learning...
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Was cooking scrambled eggs and spaghetti in kindergarten. So 5 or 6. I remember it because I brought a frying pan to show and tell 😄
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Age 6. There was absolutely nothing my 4 other siblings would do except for beating the snot out of each other and me. Bad inferiority complex in them all, where I think they were jealous I got so much attention for having diabetes.
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Age 18, when my worthless mother kicked me out, and I moved in with my stepdad. Started off as crappy a cook as she was (obviously since what little I knew I learned from her), but surpassed her skill level in a few years. A couple years later, and the guys were pressuring my stepdad to move back to the clubhouse, so I would be there to cook for everyone. I have never minded cooking, and always had a talent for it...unfortunately not so for baking.
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