"You work at a food website? Are you really into cooking?"
I always feel a bit ashamed when I reveal to people that I don't possess a deep passion for cooking despite my background in food. It's reasonable to think I'd enjoy cooking. But just as being raised by Chinese parents and being ethnically Chinese doesn't mean I can speak Chinese (boy, I love surprising people with that gem of incompetence), being interested in food doesn't mean I have much culinary aptitude or confidence. I cook because I want to eat the end result, not because I want to cook.
So my Brooklyn kitchen might not as interesting, organized (I'm sure I'm storing things incorrectly), or well equipped as those of my coworkers. If I lived alone it'd probably be on the bare side, but thanks to my roommate, Janet, and remnants from my previous roommate, Shann, it's not totally sad-looking or lacking in tools. My kitchen is a comfortably large (the largest kitchen I've ever had in NYC), sunlit room that's quite nice to hang out in; its niceness is partially why I chose to live in the apartment, even if I don't use it to its fullest potential.
About the author: Robyn Lee is the editor of A Hamburger Today and takes many of the photos for Serious Eats. She'll also doodle cute stuff when necessary. Read more from Robyn at her personal food blog, The Girl Who Ate Everything.