Spending only four years of my life in Iceland, I never endured the traditional Icelandic cooking (although we would have rack of lamb for Christmas). My mother decided early on in our adventure that she would like to cook in an American fashion and that is precisely what our household grew up with. I was my mother's shadow and learned most of my techniques from her. She is an incredible baker and can make cream puffs that could cause anyone to drool! Hopefully I gained these invaluable skills while under her roof. I've been told I can "whip up" anything, but the only judges so far are my family members and the family I nanny for. I figure I should broaden my horizon. Spanish, Mexican, Italian, Fish, Vegetarian, and the works. Mac and cheese for the holidays and Grandpa's fudge. When I was younger my mother would prepare a traditional Icelandic rack of lamb. Getting a 12 and 15 year old to like veggie cooking. A try at Chinese cooking. The eggrolls were not so bad, but the other dish was a disaster.