I have no warm, fuzzy memories of cooking from my childhood. One grandmother died when I was very young, the other lived in a different state and my mother was not a good cook. She was divorced, raising three kids alone and working full time back in the '50s when all those things were uncommon. She taught high school history and, when she got home, she was more concerned about correcting papers and making lesson plans than cooking plus, when we got old enough to stay home alone, she went to night school to finish her master's. Looking back, I don't know how she did it all.
Anyhow, her idea of cooking was browning some ground beef, adding a can of tomato sauce and serving it over Minute Rice with a canned vegetable and a salad. She was very happy when TV dinners became a thing. We kids could even make those ourselves.