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I grew up in a big family of cooks, which means that a passion for food — cooking it and eating it — is automatically in my DNA. I spent a good chunk of my formative years in the kitchen: I learned to make the perfect marinara sauce from my dad, and master the art of cake batters and frostings (and the importance of taste-testing) from mom.
I reveled in our weekly friends and family dinners that brought together all of the people I cared about and all of the foods I loved. My fondest memories from childhood are sitting down to those Sunday suppers and eating until I was so stuffed, I could barely move.
And then came puberty.
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