I started cooking when I got married because...he was hungry! All the time! And wasn't satisfied, like I was, with boiled chicken and plain rice. Imagine! Now he brags about my cooking - well, anything tastes good when you're hungry, right? Anything that allows me to shuffle around my kitchen with a glass of good red wine in my hand. I also like to be able to toss Levi, our black lab, an occasional tidbit... My husband and I like to have our friends over for wine, cocktails, cheese and games. Everyone brings something to share and has to be willing to be my guinea pigs for new recipes: shredded BBQ beef sliders, carne asada tacos, bourbon chocolate cake, etc. I have finally perfected recipes for lemon bars, chili, shrimp pasta, granola, lamb shanks, cheesecake and minute steaks that my husband has demanded that I "stop fooling with because it's perfect." Simply stated: Macaroni and Cheese (from a box!) with pineapple and chunks of ham. I still get made fun of for that recipe.