For many years in Australia I cooked for my parents. Problem was that they ate different food from me.
Now I am in a small town in Thailand in a brand new house and a dream kitchen.
It is an agricultural area and morning markets are the only places for fresh food.
Some problems with language but I will get there eventually. Even the Service Station thinks it very funny when I produce my sign written in Thai script - “Diesel - Fill please”.
Some of the new appliances are baffling me - but everything is so cheap so I buy. I hope that experience and this site helps before I starve.