I am an unorganized working mother of 3 who hates most types of food preparation -mainly because I get distracted and misread recipes, making the success of every day food prep a toss up on whether the food "will come out alright" (meaning edible) or not. Recipes with a limited amount of ingredients so I don't mess up; cooking without a recipe (which if it turns out great, I can never replicate it, because I didn't write anything down. Christmas cookies. When my husband and children say "Wow! This is good!" or "Wow, you didn't burn it this time!". There are too many to list, and I'm not kidding. Almost every day something tragic (and usually funny)happens. THAT'S the key, to learn to laugh at myself for what a horrible "food preparer" I am. (I hate to even use the reference of "cook" when I talk about myself in the kitchen, because it's like I'm demeaning the word or "taking the name 'in vain'" (for those who are aware of the "10 commandments").