I grew up bonding with my dad over cooking shows on PBS weekends. Although I didn't get much of a chance to practice everything I absorbed the language and techniques every chance I could. I enjoyed preparing real homemade food in college despite our limited dorm kitchens. My husband is very thankful and ejoys the range of meals. I have a sweet tooth and enjoy old traditional recipes as well as international cooking from Asia, France, and Italy. Thanksgiving dinner is something I've done for ages with little help. I'm also very partial to breakfast for dinner with my dad. An entire Thanksgiving dinner in the microwave the year I got lazy and the stove was broken at my parents. Also the crepes and fudge sauce from French class in high school or the tapas we made. And living through preparing dulce de leche from scratch. 2+ hours of pure stirring. My first dinner in our new apartment with my husband. The gas oven heated unevenly burning one side of my perfect calzones and leaving the other side raw dough.