I am a wife and a mother of a beautiful four year old girl. I am addicted to food. I'm always thinking about it. I would make full course meals for my family everyday if I didn't work 10 hour days. I can remember my father telling my husband when we first got married that he felt bad for him because he would be eating alot of frozen dinners. My father eats those words now. My four year old is a cook in the making. Whenever I bake she's always beside me. She loves it and prides herself with the end results. Baking is my strong point. I love to make cakes and cheesecakes and I have been acused of buying things at a bakery and passing it off as homemade when it really is homemade. My family is Portuguese and my favorites are Portuguese Steak dinners, my grandmothers sweetbread that she would make for easter with a hard boiled egg baked in the middle and my aunts sweet rice pudding. Making Christmas dinner for twenty people. My mom turned her nose up at my menu and said no one would want to eat what I preparing. Wasn't she suprised when everyone raved about my dinner and there were absolutely no left overs. I almost did'nt get to eat because there wasn't much left when I sat down for dinner. I made a beef stew one time. It did not go over well.