I grew up with a fantastic cook for a mother, but never bothered to pay much attention. During my four years at college I called my mom every time I made rice to get the "recipe" because I never bothered to memorize it. Once I got married I finally found my passion in cooking! pies, bread, anything new We have family dinner one Sunday a month, and my sisters, my mom, and I love to just hang out in the kitchen and chat and cook for hours! When I finally mastered the perfect pie crust! The first night in our new apartment after we got home from our honeymoon I tried to make my husband spaghetti. I had noodles and a jar of Ragu and figured it couldn't get much easier than that. That is until I burned the noodles so badly that they stuck and left permanent black noodle marks on my pan! Don't ask how you do that, its a pretty complicated process!