I have always been able to use food as a marker for various turning points in my life. My first introduction to cooking began at age nine because I always slept late on a Saturday and my family would always finish breakfast. By the time I woke up hungry, there was nothing left so I learnt to make my own breakfast from this old Betty Crocker cookbook my mom had. I made my first omelet this way and have never looked back since. As of this posting , Jomo Morris is currently packing his whisks, Grey Kuntz spoons, knives, cast iron skillet, $ 20 dollar mandolin, chef whites and clogs in layers of plastic wrap and kitchen towels in preparation for his next professional kitchen.With his nose as a compass, he plans to seek greener pastures working side by side with similarly deviant minds that are equally determined to cook for a living