I'm the 32 yo matriarch of a five member family, not counting the three cats. My highly selective daughter and I are vegetarian. Supporting organic and sustainable farming is important to me. I have a lot of allergies to artificial colourings and flavourings. The three menfolk around here have big hearty appetites. All these factors put together could result in a seriously high food bill, so I gradually learned to cook and bake. Thanks to my thriftiness and ever-increasing kitchen skills, we eat extremely well for very little, and we do so with our consciences intact. I love to scratch bake with wheat and other whole grains; all my family's bread, rolls and baked treats come from our oven. Inventing new healthy soups is a lot of fun. Homemade pizza is something I've been mastering over the past few months. Hearty but healthy casseroles are one of my specialties. Baking with my daughter is awesome. She loves to help me measure and mix, and is fascinated by the different stages of breadmaking. A nice side effect is that she'll usually eat what she helped create. I also love the happy chaos of everyone in the kitchen on Thanksgiving Day. Teaching myself to make different kinds of scratch bread. This skill always mystified me and I was afraid to try it for ages. Now I can't do it enough, and the results are so superior to and less expensive than store-bought bread. I'm also proud that six days out of seven, my family sits down to a homemade meal that is really good for them. My first attempt at bread. It was awful. There was also a vegetable casserole with a biscuit topping that went horribly awry. The time that I tried to make caramels and set the stovetop on fire was pretty entertaining.