I'm in my late 30s and live with my mountain man type boyfriend and our sons (mine and his, no "ours"). They all think I'm a great cook and particularly likes my homemade tacos, meat muffins (meatloaf made in texas muffin tins), and pancakes. Growing up we ate whole foods before it was cool and because it was cheap. As an adult I prefer to cook this way and eschew boxed/prepared foods both because of my gluten issues and because I like to eat healthy and without additives. My boyfriend subsided mostly on Marie Callendar's frozen pot pies before we met, so it's been an adjustment for him and his son - sometimes willingly, sometimes begrudgingly. I used to be more of a baker than a cook, but once I had to go gluten-free that all changed. Now baking is tricky since I end up breathing in too much flour and get sick (ugh!), unless I'm baking gluten-free which I am finding very tricky. As a result I'm becoming a much better cook. A huge feast while decorating the Christmas tree, including marshmallow krispies, swedish meatballs, and pickled veggies (that I don't even eat). Any holiday is firstly an excuse to cook and eat, secondly about the company you keep, and thirdly about the actual holiday. My dad still talks about the time I had him over for dinner and served him and my ex husband a chicken tetrazzini that I had made using sweetened condensed milk instead of evaporated milk. Personally I thought it was ok, but they both found it pretty gross.