I was 6 years old, when my mother picked me up from school and took me to her Culinary class. I remember vividly being introduced to the Chef and saying to her "I want to be a Chef when I grow up" . I had no idea what I was talking about. Somehow, that thought stayed with me forever.
Growing up as a kid I was never slim but I was never really "fat" or "big". The memory that sticks with me is the one of me playing with my friends as if we were in the Disney Movie of Hercules. We would pick different characters to play and the next day we would rotate them. The kids would always assign me one of the Muses.. You know? The ones that narrates the story while singing every now and then... Well, I was "the fat one" according to my friends.