Been fun reading this thread. I hated cooking while growing up, this was mainly because, I never had the chance to cook at all, we always had someone to cook and clean for us, then as I became a teenager, I think my mum panicked, so she told me one day to make 'ugali'(stiff porridge made from maize meal)It was a disaster and she told me off. I hated cooking from then on, in-fact when I went to hotel school, I didn't apply to be a course in food production(which thinking back I would have really loved) I still hated cooking, but I learned a lot during my course about food preparation through the recipes we were given that I put to use whenever my friends came over to visit after I graduated. I slowly started experimenting and enjoying the results. After that, whenever there was a get together, I offered to prepare at least the main meal, no-one complained, they were happy to bring a salad or something. I loved every minute of it. So in my case it was a bit later that I realized that I loved cooking, but mainly because I was introduced to cooking under stress!
There is no love sincerer than the love of food. ~George Bernard Shaw