“I Don’t Really Cook….”

If you’re like me, you have friends or family members who hem, haw, and timidly declare time and again, “I don’t really cook….”
But if you poke, prod, and nudge enough, you realize that, yes, they actually can and do cook.
And quite well, thank you very much — whether they care to admit it to themselves and the rest of the world or not.
Take my friend, Joanne.
You may know her work from the glorious photos she used to take for the San Jose Mercury News, for the poignant pics she now takes for her wedding photography business, and for the lovely shot she took of me on my “About” page.
Joanne is a professional photographer. She is most gifted and skilled. She takes great pride in the work that she does behind the camera. Indeed, if she — instead of yours truly — had snapped the photo above, it would have looked far more gorgeous than my feeble attempt.
Yet get her talking about cooking and she is as bashful as can be. Listen to her words, and she’ll have you believe she can’t make a thing, that turning on a burner is beyond her capabilities, and that her home kitchen is a foreign land she dares not step into too often.
But taste her food, and you realize the truth: She sure can cook.
Joanne, who is Korean-American, invited me and our other friend, Lisa, over recently for a home-cooked Korean lunch. Together, we make up three-quarters of the Woo Hoo Wednesday Club (the fourth was otherwise occupied). Lisa and I, who are both Chinese-American, took copious notes, since Korean food is not a cuisine we are intimately familiar with. Joanne scurried about in the kitchen, as we peppered her with questions.
Her favorite local Korean market?




