Journey of Masterchef

When I was a kid, I loved food. I was always excited while watching chefs cooking on TV. After that, I tried to practice what I watched on TV.

At first, my kitchen was like a battlefield. I burned the rice, added too much salt to the soup, and sometimes mixed the wrong ingredients. But instead of giving up, I felt more curious and motivated to learn. Every mistake became my teacher.

My parents were my first food critics. Sometimes they smiled politely even when the taste was not perfect. Their support made me braver to try new recipes. I started learning simple dishes like fried rice, omelets, and soup. Slowly, my cooking skills improved.

When I entered high school, I joined a cooking club. There, I met friends who had the same passion. We shared recipes, tips, and dreams. My dream was clear — one day, I wanted to become a MasterChef.

I began watching competitions like MasterChef more seriously. I learned about plating, time management, and creativity. I realized that being a chef is not only about taste, but also about presentation, discipline, and passion.

One day, I decided to join a local cooking competition. I was nervous, but I remembered why I started — because I love food. I cooked with my heart. When the judges announced my name as one of the winners, I felt proud of my journey.

That was the moment I understood that dreams start from small steps. From a child who loved watching cooking shows, I grew into someone who dared to chase the dream of becoming a MasterChef.

And this is just the beginning of my journey.