Most people see cooking and coding as opposites.

One is sensory, chaotic, hot.

The other — logical, cold, controlled.

But I live at the intersection. And I see the link.

Both require precision, systems, timing, and creativity within constraints.

Both demand an eye for detail, and a mind trained to solve problems under pressure.

Both are languages — and I’m learning to speak both.

In the kitchen, I read the signs: the color of a sear, the smell of a reduction, the tension in the room before service begins.

In code, I read logic: functions, flow, debugging line by line — like prep before dinner rush.

And slowly, I’m realizing this:

Combining cooking and code isn’t about choosing one over the other. It’s about building something new — something of my own.

A tool to optimize a kitchen.

A system to track events.

A way to turn recipes into clean, scalable logic.

Maybe no one sees the full vision yet. But I do.

This isn’t just survival.

This is engineering my freedom.

And one day, when people ask how I got here, I’ll say:

I wrote the recipe… and the script.