Forced to be the main cook at home when the Wife abandoned the children and I to live with another woman. I now have a passion to cook. My toy room is the kitchen. Cooking in The Kitchen is like life... you want it always to turn out perfect, but sometimes it doesn't. It's a place to communicate with friends and those you love... It's a place to share, a place to laugh, to create and to console... a great place to flirt, in addition to cooking. I enjoy the pressure of putting it all together to present and hopefully provide some real enjoyment to those who eat. Even better... a hot date to me could be going to the supermarket and getting inspired by walking around looking at the fresh veggies and meat, buying the ingredients, cooking together, enjoying our creation with a good glass of wine (which I know nothing of) and some music. It all starts in the kitchen. I wouldn't hide during clean-up either. I make the mess, I clean it up. Unless of course, I get my own TV cooking show I would have to say my favorite thing to cook, at the moment, due to the season, are soups. I also enjoy most things cooked on the grill and stews. I want to learn to bake, but for reasons yet to discover, I may need a therapist to figure this out... I'm afraid to bake. Something about having to exactly measure out everything... My favorite family cooking tradition has to be watching everyone running away from the kitchen when the time comes to help with cleaning it up... Pulling off a company barbecue (no hot dogs or hamburgers... just in case you're wondering) for 20+ people and timing it perfectly to have everything cooked to perfection at the designated time to eat. Rave reviews from all that ate. I'll have to kill you if I tell you...