I'm a graphic designer working in Omaha, Nebraska. I'd love to throw dinner parties, but we live in a tiny apartment with a pseudo pink kitchen and no dishwasher. I've resorted to trying quick and easy foods that require little cleanup although I still pull out the kitchen aid to make bread once in a while. I love the taste of cumin, but my husband hates curry, so I sneak it where I can. My mom used to make bread entirely from scratch including kneading it by hand. She had this giant aluminum bowl she used solely for this purpose. No matter where we lived, the house had a delicious aroma of rising yeast and warm bread. One of my favorite wedding gifts was the giant metal bowl she gave us. I cooked a turkey last year in our half-size oven. It was my first turkey ever and it was delicious. Of course I had to make all the extras, so we had stuffing and green bean casserole and mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce and rolls and pumpkin pie to go with it. I think I'll have to do a repeat this year. Trying to perfect a pizza crust, I once mottled it by trying to move the crust around before it was set in the oven. The pizza looked somewhere between a calzone and a heap of guts. I was so distraught i sat down in the middle of the kitchen and cried. My husband tried to convince me it was still delicious by eating all the leftovers. I am still in search of the perfect crust recipe.