Ooo, I love to cook. We recently moved from NYC to Portland and since our apartment is much more spacious I can now use my oven to discover the joys of baking instead of having to store my pots and pans in it. I have a husband and a daughter. They both love to eat my food which is a very good thing. Mexican inspired food (I wouldn't dare say it's authentic) Colombian food, I wish I had a pasta maker! My mother used to make "cockeyed cake" (sometimes known as "cookoo cake") After she passed away her recipe books mysteriously dissapeared and I have yet to find a recipe that even comes close to it. I make a mean ceviche and Colombian ajiaco (a potato and chicken soup) is heavenly with a generous dolop of table cream. I don't often cook meat. Once we had friends over and I was HORRIFIED to see that, when they cut into their chicken breasts, they were still pink in the middle. Here my husband had been boasting to them that I was a tigress in the kitchen! Thankfully they were good friends and graciously let me take back their chicken and cook it for a few more minutes.