I love to travel, and cooking plays a big part in that. I find that food that reminds me of a place I've visited can just bring me back to that trip. It's fun to do! Dinner's for me and my man, what ever it is he is always appreciative and loves it, and I love the ambiance of a nice evening for just us two! My dad was the baker of the family, so when Christmas time was closing in on us, me and Dad (we named him Bob Crocker) would bake all the cakes, cookies, pies and peanut brittle that would last the whole holiday season. I loved baking with my father, very fond memories indeed. I had my whole family over one Thanksgiving to my new apartment. We barely all fit, but the turkey was very good and the family helped me with all the side dishes. So, it wasn't all my accomplishment, but it was a great meal! The only tragedies I ever have has to do with my not keeping an eye on things. I have burnt things, or had things boil over on the stove, but all-in-all I don't have many snafu's in the kitchen - whew!