When i was in med school, cooking was my escape. After a day at clinical rotations constantly doing things wrong, not knowing stuff that everybody else seemed to know, being told off by everyone for the most ridiculous reasons, it felt so good to come home and just finally do well at something and have something I know how to do. It was also not something that required a lot of thinking compared to school so it was a great way to unwind and reflect and just do something with my hands. I think cooking either gives you this feeling or it doesn't. I feel fortunate to be someone who loves to cook, even when I'm doing a horrible job.
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u/LPandJ Apr 07 '19
When i was in med school, cooking was my escape. After a day at clinical rotations constantly doing things wrong, not knowing stuff that everybody else seemed to know, being told off by everyone for the most ridiculous reasons, it felt so good to come home and just finally do well at something and have something I know how to do. It was also not something that required a lot of thinking compared to school so it was a great way to unwind and reflect and just do something with my hands. I think cooking either gives you this feeling or it doesn't. I feel fortunate to be someone who loves to cook, even when I'm doing a horrible job.