I grew up the youngest of 3, doted on by my "Aunt Dora" who was better than any grandma a kid could ask for. She was from Italy, and her friends and family were all wonderful at baking. Being at home all day with her I learned about techniques and "a bit of, to taste, a dash" weren't always measureable, and by her apron strings I caught the baking bug! Her love for family and baking was known to many, her recipes sought after time and again, I keep up her traditions since she passed, and am teaching my kids her "ways" around the kitchen. I have to have someone to pass her pans and tools to! My teen son aspires to be a chef, he has tried such a wide variety of dishes and always willing to taste a new thing, you'd think he'd be fat by now! He is a joy to take out to eat, his willingness and open mindedness should help him in his dream! My younger children are slowly tasting more things, but they are just as eager to learn recipes and help baking, even if they don't want to eat it! Italian dishes and dessert, fun stuff the kids can help with, always up for a new dish to try out! Easter Pizza, Taratelli, Aglio y Olio, Knots, Oatmeal cookies, the list is endless, yearly we have a cookie day before x-mas to share the 24 or more types of cookies we all make and pass around, while the kids decorate sugar cookies and gingerbread houses. I can duplicate most of the recipes I inherited, technique and all, epsecially the Easter Pizza and apple slices I get begged for. I can't make a fluffy pancake to save my life, never could, they always, no matter WHAT turn into lead weights, at least I can master the other breakfast foods, and leave the pancakes to my hubby!