I grew up watching the Frugal Gourmet and Julia with my Dad and participating in his crazy and delicious antics in the kitchen. My mom is an amazing cook who taught me how to do a lot with a little. The first thing I ever cooked by myself was pancakes at age 7. Preferring to watch "Great Chefs" over "Saved by the Bell" after school on the original Discovery Channel I continued the love affair I had with cooking and baking and began craving "rave reviews" as much as the food I was making... I am constantly looking for my next GREAT recipe and completely adore All Recipes for the inspiration it brings. I wonder if it will ever get old, if I will conquer every spice, if baking bread with my own two hands will ever lose it's thrill? I hope not.
My favorite things to cook
I love to prepare simple food that tastes like you worked really hard. I love to "eat for cheap." I love to bake cakes and bread for the people I love.
My favorite family cooking traditions
I come from a family of foodies, from both sides. On my mother's side, my grandparents always had a large garden from which many amazing things were produced, canned, and um devoured. They preferred more traditional upstate- New York homey food, always delicious. On my father's side, my grandparents were traveler's, and my grandfather was/is the main cook/chef/gourmet. Family gatherings at their house always have and always will (happily) revolve around food, usually pot luck so everyone can show off their favorite new dish while 20 conversations are practically shouted across the room to one another and 17 of THOSE are centered around what else, food.
My cooking triumphs
My curry, my white bread, my chocolate cake, the pork chop recipe I made last week from this site that called for Catalina dressing (which I made from scratch 'cause I was not about to go to the store!), mmmmmmm, and thankfully a lot more than I can list here.
My cooking tragedies
Oh, there have been a few of those... Usually when I haven't planned ahead and tried to throw something together a little TOO last minute. :) Most recently though, I had my in-laws over for a roast dinner (my mother in-law gave me the roast and I had NO idea what the cut was... first mistake) and I felt in my gut I should just sear it and throw it in the crock pot but I went against my better judgment and cooked it in the oven. It was tricky with the grain and I was trying to cut "against" it but it kept switching on me... So horribly tough and terrible, like chewing an old shoe. Fortunately I made the worlds BEST Yorkshire pudding and gravy to go along with it and my in-laws were new to THAT and very impressed... Oh, so humiliating though.