Why do I cook? Why, to eat of course! I cook because it is cheaper than going out to dinner. But mostly I cook because it means so much to my husband when I make him a really nice dinner. When I cook a good meal, he always compliments me, but even if I mess up, he thinks it's cute! I like to cook everything. I do pasta quite often, but I have also been known to do meat dishes like chicken cordon bleu, breakfast dishes like quiche, and even compicated Mexican dishes like sweet corn tomatilla. We don't really have strong cooking traditions in my family. Most of what I know about cooking I learned by watching chefs on tv. I made my first big holiday meal on Christmas Day for my husband of six months. It was complete with homemade mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, rolls, and best of all, cornish game hens. This was all done living 600 miles away from Mom! Oh man, where do I start? Actually when I mess up the most is when I am trying to make something simple like breakfast eggs or a grilled cheese sandwich. Somehow I always manage to burn the pan and my food and fill the apartment with nasty smoke.