The Beginning of My Love for Food

I am a rather tiny person. When I was younger I was especially short, small, and skinny for my age. At that time my obsession for food would have been hard to believe if you just looked at me. I probably looked like a starving child although I was quite the opposite. At six years old I would often be so eager to make food that I would take a chair from the kitchen table, slide it over to the counter area and climb up on the counter to grab whatever I needed to prepare some food. I was much too small to reach anything without doing so but I was rather stubborn and wanted to do things on my own without the help of anyone else. I remember my babysitters being rather shocked by my independence in the kitchen. My favorite thing to make back then, and still one of the best and easy things to make (although not overly healthy), nachos.  The only difference between when I was six and now, is that before I would never choose to eat some green mushy stuff (guacamole as most of us would know it as) which is now just about my favorite thing in the entire world!