Your spouse prints something off the internet and says “Wow! THIS sounds like fun!” It’s a new recipe for pork.
You are feeding your dog gourmet leftovers because even though the dish was fantastic, there’s that new recipe you are just dying to try.
It’s winter. You have an outside laundry room. You refer to it as the ‘big chiller’ because there isn’t enough room in the fridge.
It’s a beautiful day outside and instead you are Googling ‘vermicelli’, ‘polenta’ and ‘osso bucco’.
In the Recipe Exchange, someone asks a question and you have all the exhilaration of a 7-year old, hand raised high, going “I know, I know!!!”
It takes you longer (much longer) to clean up the kitchen than it does to prepare the meal.
It takes you longer (much longer) to make the meal than it does to eat the meal.
You cook FOR your dog/cat/goldfish.
You begin to take photos of everything you prepare.
You go to a restaurant, order a great dish, and then mentally dissect it before you eat it
You go to a great restaurant but can’t wait to go home to try something you’ve seen on their menu.
Your grasp of the Spanish language is limited to Enchilada, Paella, Guacamole, Chorizo and Tamale.
Your grasp of the Italian language is limited to Risotto, Bolognese, Lasagne, Gnocchi and espresso.
Your grasp of the Chinese language is limited to Kung Pau, Dong Po, and .
You’ve just realized that you are fluent in food in four languages!
You plan your vacation around restaurants you’d like to visit.
You go on vacation and spend a lot of your time at the grocery store marvelling at all the great stuff they have that isn’t available at home.
You go on vacation but always stay in a rental house or place with a full kitchen so you can cook.
You go on vacation and you come home with really cool souvenirs: ceramic knife, new vegetable peeler, fancy mandolin and a cookbook from the region.
You go on vacation and are so glad to be back home so you can cook in YOUR kitchen.
Your sense of humour seems to be largely limited to food ;-]
(Honestly, ALL of the above is TRUE, except that I don’t have a goldfish…)