I am 69 going 0n 40! Two Children, two Grandchildren, grown. We farmed until my husband retired in 1999. We like to travel, our hobby, I guess. We have been to Patagonia, Egypt, Churchill, Manitoba (polar bear migration), drove to Artic Ocean at Prudhoe Bay, AK. I'm an oil painter who taught it for years. I don't cook as much for the two of us, but we like leftovers, so it's easy to freeze some or eat it the next day.
My favorite things to cook
I love to cook soups and stews. Never use a recipe. Sometimes we will eat a basic soup for lunch, and then I will add to it for the evening meal - it's an entirely different taste. (add picante sauce, can of pinto beans, okra, corn - whatever I have in the freezer or fridge. I cook a roast for Sunday dinner and add veggies in the same pan. Meal is ready after church. Also cook pinto beans, or Anasazi beans, which we like better than pintos, although they are a lot alike. They make excellent green beans if planted in the garden. We don't grill outside because of the south Texas heat. It is April here and already almost 90 degrees in the daytime and will get much worse. Winter is my favorite time of the year.
My favorite family cooking traditions
Christmas Eve: Raisin bread, sausage, dips & chips, salads and veggies.
Christmas day: Turkey and dressing, cranberries, cabbage slaw, sweet potatoes, and potato salad. We are of German heritage (me), and these were my mom's menus that she had from a child.
An ordinary meal might be cooked chicken, then dip chicken pieces into a batter of flour, egg, and milk, fry in butter. Cook potatoes, drain, and fry in browned butter left in the pan from the chicken. Make sweet slaw with pineapple in it. This is an incredibly delicious blend of flavors.
My cooking triumphs
I can't think of any right now. If something turns out OK without a recipe, that is a triumph. It happens most of the time to be good, as I've been cooking for more than 50 years and kind of know what flavors to blend. I love to experiment with cooking.
My cooking tragedies
Burned everything at least once! When my daughter was in middle school, she made biscuits one day when I was on an errand. They turned out to be hard as rocks, so she buried them in the back yard and told me later! I love it.