I am a single Dad in Seattle. I'm rediscovering my kitchen and loving every second in it. I love trying new recipies, especially spicy ones. I find the best recipies in old cookbooks - new ones are far too healthy and fat sensitive to be really (sinfully?) good. Go to your used bookstore or garage sales - anything from before 1985 or so = great. I love a few pasta dishes passed down from my family, and like to make my own sauces. It's rather easy and, IMHO, far better than store bought! Every now and then I invite my friends over for a game-night potluck. I provide most of the real food, and many of my associates believe pot-luck = bring chips. It's fun to cook for a full house! I finally got over myself and started making bread from scratch. I really enjoy it, not sure why I was so afraid of the whole yeast / proofing / rising / kneading thing. Ribs. I took a perfectly good rack of beef ribs, worked all day to prepare them for the grill, put them over the fire... and got distracted. Nothing left but ashes. It was tragic.