I'm a mother of 3 and grandma of 2. my husband and I share a home with my elderly father. Kids are grown and on their own. I am using this site to improve my skills and expand my recipe collection. I'm always on the look out for recipes I can modify to fit dietary needs while still satisfying everyone. I'm a team leader of the San Antonio Spark team, part of sparkpeople.com which is a free healthyliving and weight loss site.
My favorite things to cook
I love to cook Italian dishes, as I grew up in a family owned pizza and sub shop. I have discovered Chinese cooking, and am getting more and more comfortable preparing Asian dishes. I've always been pretty good at desserts, but I've found some new favorites here!
My favorite family cooking traditions
My mother was an old-time country cook from Kentucky. I grew up learning to make great biscuits, cornbread, and chicken and dumplings. My parents owned a pizza and sub shop when I was young and my mother taught me how to make the world's greatest meatballs. Her meatballs subs brought in customers from 100 miles away! We still get all the family together for spaghetti and meatball suppers, homemade pizza, and submarine sandwiches the likes of which you will never find at Subway or any other sub shop for that matter.
My cooking triumphs
I make the best guacamole you've ever tasted. No one has ever done anything but praise it after trying it. My Kahlua brownies are always a hit, too! My biggest cooking triumph so far happened 14 years ago when 3 PTA co-chairs and I prepared a luncheon for teacher appreciation. I prepared the menu and gathered the ladies at my house where we spent hours preparing Rock Cornish Hens stuffed with wild rice pilaf (my recipe), several vegetable dishes, and fresh fruit tortes for about 40 teachers and staff. I had to print the hen and rice recipe and distribute it at the school because of the many requests I got for it. Made me feel like an accomplished cook!
My cooking tragedies
I was experimenting with macaroni and cheese casserole recipes when I was about 19. My dad, the man who will eat whatever you put in front of him, took one bite and spit it into his napkin. It came out so wretched that my brother is still teasing me about it 30 years later!