What I lack in experience, I make up for with great taste and flavors. My recipes are mostly simple but I am told that I very skilled with a well stalked seasoning cabinet. Mostly I have an uncanny way of making a boring meal with more panache and flavor than one would expect. I am also quite talented in garnishing and presentation. My favorite meal to cook would have to be dinner because dinners can be more hearty and tasteful than most other meals and with dinner there is ALWAYS room to experiment,which is one of the most important things to do when cooking. I also have a fondness for making desserts, not because I have a sweet tooth but because they are more fun to make. I usually try to make a new Halloween recipe every year because I host an annual party that's become known about my friends and family s a new experience. My favorite food based holiday is Halloween for one simple reason: the sky is the limit. With Halloween there are no rules about turkeys, cranberry sauce and stuffing, or cookies and milk, you get to make whatever you please. I have always had a fondness on Halloween because all the fun (and horror) of Halloween lets people try something they wouldn't usually - such as a new food. Halloween 2005 - "The Haunted Cookie-house Down the Road" is the biggest scaled triumph that people are still talking about. It was pretty much a scary looking gingerbread house the took up my entire dining table. Ohoho, there are many tragic moments in my cooking memoir. but the one I am most found of takes place on Thanksgiving, an infamous holiday for unfortunate cooking mayhem, I was put in charge of spotting garnishes on the appetizers and preparing the turkey (which at the time was far too heavy for me). After hours of what can be considered hard labor, I was finishing the final touches on my garnish for the turkey platter, and began carrying it to the table for te big reveal when a relatives child comes running past my feet causing me to lose my balance. Needless to say while I was cleaning up the splattered remains of my laborious 10 pound friend, my family was mourning the loss of one of the most delicious looking Thanksgiving dinners. After the panic had settled I was required to improvise and fed everyone what can only be described by the expression "Oh, well that's special. . . there's always next year."