I am a single woman who is always looking for a reason to cook. I get great enjoyment from it. I am the person who will order a meal out and then go home and desperately try to recreate it. Care packages. Whether its good news or bad, home cooked meals are always appropriate. So whether a friend has just brought her first child home from the hospital or another is facing a challenge, there are generally a couple meatloaf, some scalloped potatoes, chicken lemon rice soup, and homemade cookies coming their way. My grandmother's noodles. It may be a very midwestern thing, but every holiday growing up included, Beef and noodles served over mashed potatoes with a side of corn and a bread roll! Dr. Atkins would pass out! I have never been able to replicate my grandmother's noodles, but I'll keep trying. One of the best parts about cooking a meal is presenting it. I hosted a very last minute surprise bridal champagne brunch (for a bride who was stressing about finding a wedding dress). The result was a delicious, beautifully displayed buffet full of stuffed French Toast, breakfast meats, mimosas and such. It was perfect - I was so proud! There are probably too many to list. I attempted to make a leg of lamb for "Orphan's Easter" one year. It was so awful - beyond rare! It was so underdone that the "juice" from the meat ran around everyone's plate which affected everything else. No one ate! So I ended up with a bunch of people who were starving and tipsy because we kept drinking wine - UGLY!