I love baking bread. As a child I loved to watch my mother bake bread in a big tub. She really got in to kneading the dough and when she was done she would give it a slap and then a "pinch" to grow on. My mother was an awesome cook and was definitely an inspiration to me. Holidays were always a favorite of mine. I love the traditional recipes and I also love to experiment every year with a few new recipes. As a young bride my husband and I invited my uncle and aunt over for supper. I made chili that night and didn't follow a recipe but just added ingredients that I thought would be good. It turned out wonderful and my uncle couldn't stop raving about it. Later I tried to duplicate it and I never could get it just right. I learned that whenever I experiment that I need to write down what and how much as I go along.> I am doing pretty good at baking cheesecake. Again as a young bride, I made supper for my parents-in-law. I added way too much pepper to the goulosh. They ate the first bowl just fine, but nobody wanted seconds! I also cooked for some friends one evening and everything turned out great except the biscuits. They were rock hard! My friends stuffed their pockets with them and said they were going to take them home and use them for target practice.