That's the spirit! Aye, yer passion fer the culinary arts is plain to see.
An' ye'll be needin' every bit of it if ye want to become a master culinarian. Why, if mastery was a twelve-course dinner, I'd 'ardly 'ave finished the soup.
Make no mistake, our trade's as tough as old mutton, an' passion's the only thing what gets us through the gristly bits. But enough talk─what do ye call yerself?
Well then, Forename, welcome to the guild. To mark the occasion, I present ye with yer very own skillet.
Ain't much to look at, but it'll more'n serve a novice like yerself.
Now then, let's see whether ye can tell which end's which. Aye, aye...I know I said ye'd struggle to lift a spoon, but ye've won me over. Now, show me ye can 'old a skillet, an' I'll get ye started on yer first task.