I'm married and a mother of 2. I can't say that I have a favorite. I love to try different things and exploring all the different foods of the world. My first Thanksgiving dinner at my house, with in laws and all. Everything came out perfectly. When I was a teenager, I was hard boiling eggs. My mom was leaving the house and she reminded me "not to forget about the eggs". I ensured my mother that even a monkey could boil eggs. Well, the monkey did forget and fell asleep. When I woke up the pot was smoldering with 2 black eggs and the whole house smelled like sulfur. I think the smell is still lingering 15 years later lol.