This is the last section I filled out. As a working mother of two small children, who am I anymore? :) I enjoy being a mother, have a good man, friends and family - and have a lot to be thankful for. I am in my glory with a good recipe, a couples glasses of wine and a stove bubbling with delicious smells. Glance left to see some candles....pipe in Dean Martin. I love to try a new recipe that looks good. My goal is to get a repertoire of delicious quick dishes that pleases my family of four. (Is that possible?) Growing up, we always had dessert after our meal. Once I was around 10, one of my "chores" became to make dessert for the family. I think that made me a good baker and comfortable with making anything in the dessert category. I started with Jell-O and moved up to pie crust, cobbler, you name it. My mother was an excellent cook, so I learned from good recipes as well as from her expertise. Anytime I can "wow" my husband, I know I've done well. He is my toughest critic. He likes my Chicken Piccata, Chicken Parmesan, Chop Suey and a red sauce that actually competes with his mother's (recipe from AllRecipes). I'm more adventurous and he is "meat and potatoes". Whenever I hear: "Good dinner, Mom!" I feel triumphant. I bet my brother wishes he could post here. Besides cooking the turkey with the bag of giblets in it, my downfall is starting to cook something, then realizing I don't have the proper ingredients. I then start to substitute and the end result can be pretty far from the original recipe. Before my brother eats anything, he will ask not "if", but "what" have I substituted. It's a standard joke. I'm working on that.