I love to cook and I love to have folks over to eat. I think most folks consider me to be a good cook--although I wouldn't class myself as 'expert' as I feel there is always so much more to learn. I was raised in the South (NC) and when my children were young, I was a typical 'Southern cook'. However, once my children were grown and on their own--I moved to Ireland, which has now opened up a new world of cooking. Anything as long as it doesn't involve baking Sunday dinner with my family; the big favourite being roast chicken w/ stuffing and gravy made from the drippings, creamed potatoes, deviled eggs, and vegetables. We live far apart now, but whenever the children visit you can be sure that there will be a 'big Sunday dinner.' Nothing will ever compare to the first time I fixed creamed potatoes. I worked so hard on them, I didn't have time to fix anything else--but they were edible and gosh was I proud--and I haven't stopped cooking since. My 'claim to fame' however, is my pig pick'n. Nothing finer than a whole pig cooked all day then bathed down in vinegar and red pepper and served up straight off the grill(a very big grill). A great way to serve 100+ friends. Talk about not being able to boil water. When I was a teenager and my dad and I were left on our own, I attempted to boil eggs in a small aluminum pot; they cooked so long that all the water evaporated, the pot melted into the stove (which had to be replaced). This is just one of the cooking catastropes that my dad and I 'enjoyed' over our years of learning to cook.