I am a mid-20's foodie. I love to be challenged in the kitchen, study how different flavors, textures, and combinations work together (or don't), and to find new ingredients or cuisines I've never tried... to a fault. When I find something I love, or get an idea in my head about the way something should be, I'll do whatever it takes to create that dish. I am a nanny and I have a wonderful boyfriend, so I prepare at least four meals a day, and have my own set of critics judging every dish. I love anything that seems complex, but is rather simple. Right now I'm into fresh, local produce, breads, and French cuisine. Making Italian Meatball Cookies at Christmastime, "pizza bread" for any holiday or gathering, and the smell of the house on Thanksgiving morning. (I'm always part of the chaos, but it is just that, and I can never remember what goes on in the kitchen afterwards.) Soups. I make soups out of everything and anything, and have never gone wrong (yet). I adore a nice, hearty soup on a cold day. Or any day, really. My boyfriend is Jewish, and I thought I'd try and cook with matzo... as an adventure, and to give us some things to eat during Passover. Most were successful. But the matzo balls were a giant failure. They sunk. Like rocks.