When I married I did not know to cook. (except omelet and...tea :) ). We moved alone, just the two of us so we had only two options: die starving or die trying. I had to learn. First I made instant soup but this didn't work too long. So I picked up the phone and called my mother (luckily I knew the name of the food (dish) she is cooks) and I said: " I want to cook X today. What do I need ?" And she told me the ingredients. I ran to the market, buy all the stuff and called her again. Step by step she told me how to mix all that stuff and in which order. I took notes and...TA DA! Lunch/dinner is ready, baby! (unfortunately, we always skip breakfast). I am a quick learner but in case of something (
like memory problems due to my age) I keep some of the recipes on a wall. I am famous for my special spaghetti recipe (see the picture below).
After two years of cooking (helped by phone at the beginning ) now I am not afraid anymore of cooking or new recipes and I even invent some or modify the ingredients as I like to.
P.S.: no one was injured, nobody died from my food and nobody puked. And I manage not to burn anything!
P.S. 2: I think it's in my DNA from my mother (she's the chief!)
My famous spaghetti