Remember that kid who was too curious for their own good, like Alice in Wonderland? Or the kid that’s incapable of leaving you alone in the kitchen and gets on your nerves asking “why are you doing that?” or “so what do we do now?”. Yeah, that annoying kid, the one that wants to lick the spoon afterwards or eat the cookie dough raw.
Well, I was those kids. I was those kids big time. Like, seriously, I remember being 8
and fantasizing about how Twix candy bars were made. How did they keep the caramel
from spilling on the sides? How do they do that awesome wavy chocolate texture?
I know, I know. I should have known back then that I had a serious problem.
It got worse, though. With the passing of years, I actually learned how to cook. I made
my fair share of absolutely inedible, disgusting concoctions. I was proud enough to eat most of them, and wise enough not to eat the rest. And then someone had the crazy idea of actually hiring me to work on a kitchen.
Ah, fun times. Oh, and I got better, by the way. Now my food tastes delicious.
So here I am! For the first time in my life, I happen to have MY OWN KITCHEN. Yes, my very own kitchen, filled with the ingredients I want – or can find and afford, rather. The joy of having my kitchen and being able to do whatever I want in there is what I want to share with you all.
In other things I can tell you about me, I will say I am from the beautiful crazy city of Barcelona, Spain. I currently live in Pennsylvania with my husband, whom I adore and love to cook for, and two lovely kitties that enjoy being in the way of my cooking. A lot. That ranges from making me trip over and over when I move in the kitchen, to shedding anywhere, to jumping around when I serve my husband his food.
We are also pretty broke, too. That’s why my recipes are either very simple to make, or require just a little bit of a few things to work well. You will also see I use each ingredient in a lot of different recipes.
You will also see that I use a combat knife to cook, a shelf board to cut things on, and the bottom of a gallon bottle as a colander. Also, that my kitchen is kinda tiny and I recycle everything I possibly can. I have zero shame, my friends. I also have zero funds, which helps a lot with the shame thing.
I hope you enjoy my little Wonderland. Welcome to my crazy kitchen!
Welcome to Cooking for Venus!
For the first time ever, I finally took the time to make my own cooking blog, featuring my very own kitchen! I don’t have the words to tell you how ridiculously excited I am. To start off, I just want to say a couple of things.
Why Cooking for Venus, anyway? Well, there is not a single thing that cook without love. Plus, Venus will always be one of my favourite goddesses. And I do have a Venus in my life! It’s the very first and very cute plant in our house, that my loving husband got for me. Isn’t she adorable?!
That being said, I want to start my project by being thankful.
Thank you so much, from the bottom of my heart, to all the people that have helped me get to this point in my life. Thanks to everyone that has had the patience to hear me talking endlessly about this project, about any crazy idea regarding food. Thank you for being so kind to lovingly try everything I’ve made, even when it didn’t look good… or just was not good. Thank you so much for that.
Thank you to all people that have helped me move from my home country to the United States to pursue my dreams. Thank you for the patience, for your love and your help.
Thank you to everyone that has ever stood beside me and believed in me. Thank you to everyone that has ever reassured me in my worth, thank you to everyone that once had love and kindness to offer me. Thank you to the ones that are not there anymore, but once were, and are never forgotten.
A special thanks to my loving husband, whose computer I am using right now. Thank you so much for your love and support.
And thanks to you, reader, for letting me share my passion with you. I hope you find something you like in my crazy kitchen.
Much love always,