I'm jealous. I wish my dad was a chef. My dad doesn't really help me with shit. He's dead.I have been working with him in restaurants since I was 6, so I did pick up a few things and I'm not quite that bad with a knife. I'm just lazy as shit and have no creativity. I have been doing more cooking as I have gotten older so he's quite pleased whenever I ask him for recipes or how to do certain things properly.