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Let's
clear the air before we get cooking. People love to judge at first sight - some
see me as a lady of leisure, a glamour queen, and the ultimate non-cook. After
I got married, every time I walked into my in-laws' gatherings and mentioned
cooking, I'd get sly smiles and those nasty, scrutinizing looks as if they were
checking up on my culinary skills. Oh, the expressions on their
faces - priceless! Apparently, my appearance didn't fit their cooking connoisseur
checklist. How should a lady who cooks look? If only I resembled them, right?
Weeeeeee!!