I am a 44 yr. old female "Steeler Fan" with one 19 yr. old son whom is my pride and joy (him loves his momma's cookin'...yes him does). He attends CMU going for--wait...let me get this right..."Environmental--- Biological...Engineering". Whew! What a mouth full! I have a sweet husband who (until he met me) ate only what I call simple basics: Hamburgers, hotdogs, chicken (baked or fried) and some "cave man stew" he swore was 'good stuff' (looked more like...well...umph!) So when he married me, he married a cookbook on legs. I must put my signature on anything I make. I had to laugh at my hubs once because he said, "Bey (short for "baby" for those who don't know)...can I just have a PLAIN hotdog this time.."??? Now that's funny. Anyway...The kitchen is my favorite place in my house. It is my sancturary...my "padded room" so to speak. I been coming to AR for about 7 years so it was time to join. I suppose.
My favorite things to cook
Cakes. I love experimenting with them and even with mixes, you can create wonderful, tasty and beautiful 'hunks of love' with a love for the kitchen and a creative mind. Oh...and of course a well stocked pantry.
My favorite family cooking traditions
You want a family tradition....??? Eat what I cook. Per Donna Summers "I work hard for tha' flour". Wait...ummm...she said money...didn't she?
My cooking triumphs
Making cakes. They use to defeat me. For me, I felt like a poor cook since my cakes were not up to par. I could cook most anything I attempted with good end results but cakes...I hated. I despised (with humor that is) those who could produce such fluffy layers. Oddly enough a "ghost Chef" by the name of Steve online (yep a real chef) actually answered my cry for help via email. Come to find out...I wasn't really doing anything wrong he just showed me how to get the results I was looking for. Now, I could make a cake everyday! No sweat. That's how much I love how they turn out. They are as tasty as a Julia Childs cake, fluffy as a fresh bag of Kraft Marshmallows and tall as my son who is 5'9". Well...not that tall.
My cooking tragedies
Pie Crust. I get "Vertigo" (ummm...not to be confused with "Vitiligo") when I attempt to make a pie crust. I start sweatin', my palms get all extra moisty (yes, that's a word--mine), I get dizzy and crossed eyed and it all ends in a fit of "Tourettes". I don't even want to discuss it. Makes me cry like a wimp. It just hurts my little cooking heart. Thank goodness for Pillsbury. Everytime, I go to make a pie crust they....never mind--my eyes are gettin' all watery again and the floor is startin' to move. Vertigo I say...VERTIGO!!!