I'm one of the few, the proud, the man cook. I get flack - until its time to eat. Like everyone else, I dream of being a chef or at least being able to cook chef-ly things. Or just not burn stuff. Lasagna, quesadillas, pancakes, BBQ, chili. I love all things hot and spicy. I think sushi is awesome looking. I dont have any, but I do like to sit down at the table with my kids. I'm afraid that if I developed any traditions I would be crossing some kind of "man line". I learned frying bacon without a shirt isnt a good idea...still waiting for an actual triumph. I learned frying bacon without a shirt isnt a good idea. Also, I stink at baking breads and desserts. Pretty much everything I cook never meets my standards, but if people continue to eat what I cook, I'll keep at it.