My mother and I do not cook together. In fact, it’s best if we stay out of each other’s kitchens but I’m trying to turn over a new leaf. My “I-need-to-learn-your-Japanese-ways-of-cooking- superior-food-leaf”, if you will. We had my family over to watch the Seahawks playoff game and decided to cap off a win with chicken yakisoba. In my quest to be more honest and get over my fears, I have only used my wok Eric purchased for me years ago a handful of times. I’ve never felt I had a handle on exactly what to do with it or when to use it.