I can’t explain why but the first thing I cooked was when I was 5 years old and needed to get something for me and my 2 year younger brother. I didn’t know how a can opener worked. I got a can of tomato soup and hammered enough nail holes in the lid to pour it out into a pan. I used a skillet because I didn’t know any better. The bottom of the pan burned the soup because I didn’t know that I had to stir it. Needless to say it was a lousy meal and my brother cried. What a miserable experience. Big failure on my part. 
