I love to cook. I have four children (grown - mostly). I have 3 grandaughters and two grandsons right now. Just about anything. Me and the grandkids love to cook together. My son loves to cook. My girls - not so much. They like to bake more. I think I'm known to be a pretty good cook. In my family they love my mashed potatoes, but who can't cook mashed potatoes is what I say??? I admit I have had a few, and why are those the ones my husband remembers, like my first chicken and dumplings turned out great till I was finishing and adding more salt and the lid came off - YUK. It's been 37 years and he always has to mention that when I make them. Should I quit making them for him?