I'm a 43 year old professional female. Twice divorced, and happily staying that way. My 64 year old mother and I have lived together since my dad died in 2002. I've recently considered changing my last name to "come here and help me with this", based on how my calls out my name and follows it up with "come here and help me with this". I love to make people laugh, but I have an extremely different (some would say twisted) sense of humor. I'm loyal to those around me, until/unless I am confronted with a reason not to be. I love too much, and take everyone's problems too personally. (I sound kind of like a dog, don't I?) Anyway,I like to cook because I like to please people. But I need new ideas.
My favorite things to cook
I love to bake: anything I like to. take the recipes my mom always used and "improve" on them so that people end up liking my cooking better than hers (isn't that just horrible?). I also like to "experiment" with pasta/Italian dishes. Being from Minnesota, I am a huge casserole person. For those of you that don't know what a casserole is, talk to anyone from MN, IA, WI, SD, and ND.
My favorite family cooking traditions
When I was young, we would go on camping trips and "low budget" vacations with a bunch of friends, and my mom and I would make breakfast: Pancakes, French Toast, Bacon, Sausage, Ham, Hash-browns, etc.
Some other favorite family traditions were turkey dinner for no reason and breakfast for dinner.
My cooking triumphs
I found I have a talent not only for baking, but also for decorating cakes. After taking only 1 beginner cake decorating class, I have made wedding,graduation, , baby shower, baptism and theme cakes for 20 to 500. People are always telling me I should do it for a living, but I can't stand the feeling of frosting between my toes (that's a whole other story), so I tell them I'm not that good. Which, in reality, I'm not. but you know how it is, people that can't, think that people that can are geniuses.
My cooking tragedies
When I was 12 years old, I was making a cake (sorry to admit it, but it was from a box). Anyway, I had long hair at the time. I'm using a mixer to beat all the ingredients together. Being the inexperienced cook that I was, and not having a full appreciation for the velocity at which beaters spin on the High setting, I looked into the bowl to make sure that my batter was becoming smooth and, before I knew what happened, my long, straight hair became entangled in the beaters and I was wearing a modern, GE Mixer as a hair accessory. There was no untangling it, so my mom cut the beaters out of my head and I sported a 2" bald spot for 1 quarter in my sixth grade year.