Some people – lucky people – can really pinpoint that exact moment when they became interested in cooking or baking. I don’t have that exact sort of “ah ha” moment to recall, although I do have lots of enjoyable memories about food and cooking in general. I remember baking Christmas cookies with my mom and watching my grandfather make apple crisp, as well as watching some relatives head out to farmers markets to buy dinner and listening to others order takeout.
There is one thing that stands out from the pack slightly, and that is of my first kitchen gadget. It was my own tool and I used it whenever I could: a plastic eggbeater. I’m pretty sure this was intended to be a toy, but it certainly worked well enough to scramble an egg or two for breakfast. The beaters are very narrow, so I don’t know that I would try it to whip egg whites or anything, but I still have it and it still works. I don’t use it, but I keep it around because it reminds me of those first exciting days of making my own food in the kitchen.
I can’t say that the eggbeater inspired me to start baking. That said, perhaps it was somehow indicative of the fact that I’d just keep upgrading eggbeaters until I ended up with a big Viking mixer in my kitchen!