In a nutshell: I'm a married chic who discovered cooking while unemployed. I lived with my mother at the time and somewhat enjoyed the challenge of cooking for a woman who doesn't eat any dairy, meat, beans or wheat. (Chicken gets old fast.) Now that I'm employed full-time, the easier the better. I have a tendency to nuke stuff, but if I'm going to cook, it's probably Mexican. For Thanksgiving, we make sour dough biscuits (family recipe) and there are rarely leftovers. I've adopted my hubby's grandparents as my own, and we do gingerbread cookies every year. Grandma has the dough ready to go, bakes them, and after we let them cool for a minute, we decorate to our heart's content. Decorating ingredients include dragees, sugar sprinkles of all flavors, shapes & colors, home-made icing, store-bought icing and *imagination.* We most always have a yellow snow snowman, a celebrity (e.g. Borat), an alien (green) gingerbread man, and pretty white trees. I made my debut into the Christmas Cookie tradition decorating a pirate with a toothpick leg. (I accidentally broke off the leg when I didn't let the cookie cool long enough.) We always have tons of cookies and we often end up giving them away to friends, neighbors and coworkers. For Thanksgiving once, I made sweet potatoes, green bean casserole and a salad from recipes I had never tried before (thanks Allrecipes!). They turned out fabulously (*whew*). Fish tacos at a restaurant tasted excellent and looked easy. So I cooked trout, but it ended up flaking all over the pan. No fear - it's going into tacos! I dished out the fish, filled corn tortillas served with salsa and tartar sauce. Bleh! My now-hubby was too kind to admit they tasted badly, so I insisted on pizza. Note to self: don't use trout for fish tacos.