I'm 38, engaged, with no children, and we own our own home. I work full-time as a web content editor at a publishing company outside the home. I have a round trip daily commute of 60 miles--so weeknight meals are usually quick and easy out of necessity. Sweetie works from home so he'll often take over dinner responsibilities during the week. My favorite things to cook are generally classic, practical, no-fuss recipes. I always keep an especially sharp eye open for healthy recipes that fit this description. I love it when family gets together; each person brings a signature dish that has been in the family for as long as I can remember. I especially like being in the kitchen during the cooking. When my mom cooks something as simple as green beans, the smells can transport me back to my great-grandmother's kitchen. The first time I broke away from a recipe and still ended up with something yummy was a triumph for me. Oh, and this first time Sweetie exclaimed, "This is as good as the restaurant's." My first attempt at cooking was oatmeal. Apparently I thought that in addition to rehydrating the oatmeal you also had to cook it down until it was re-dehydrated. My mother has a picture of the disaster. It was/is a standard joke in our house.