I like cooking the nasty bits as Anthony Bourdain would put it. The throw-away-not-so-tender stuff you have to cook for hours by braising, stewing, smoking or whatever in order to be able to even bite threw it. The whole pig, lamb & beef shanks, short ribs, briskets, ribs....the list goes on. I like difficult recipes. But don't get me wrong I like easy ones too. Gotta have BIG flavor and gotta have MEAT! You won't really find me cooking to many veggie dishes except for sides and stuff. Maybe a good eggplant parmesan or mushroom ragu every once and a while. This is really embarrassing. It was a couple summers ago on a Sunday and I really wanted to surprise my family with a good dinner when they got home from church that evening. So, I found this killer recipe for fried chicken. Anyways, I got to cooking once they left. Remember, I said it was hot day and even hotter in the kitchen. And, as the temperature rose, I felt the need to get more comfortable. So, I took my shirt off. Realizing later how big of a mistake I had made. After I finish the rest of the prep work, I check my oil to make sure it's up to temp before I start deep frying my chicken. 380-degrees on the dot. I've also had some beans on the back burner behind the vat of hot oil. As I lift the lid off the pot of beans, the back of my hand hits the microwave directly above my stove forcing me to accidentally drop the lid in this 380-degree oil which causes the oil to splash on my shirtless stomach. OUCH!!!!! Needless to say I still finished cooking dinner.