I learnt to cook when I was tiny, watching my parents and trying to help out. I was the family omelette maker by the time I was 11. Have loved it ever since and I love to try out and learn new things. Cooking, for me, is a way of showing love and nurturing those you care for. Good, hearty food like stews, soups and casseroles. The kind you eat when it's raining so hard you can't hear yourself think. Love to make finger foods and anything that tastes great or makes people ask for the recipe. On Fat Tuesday (Shrove Tuesday in Britain) we always have pancakes, crepe style. All we put on them is sugar and lemon juice. My Dad taught me how to flip them perfectly. Look Ma! No Spatula! The first time I made Chicken Cordon Bleu it was perfect and I was so proud of myself, I was not expecting that! Being able to make 'Southern' food that is as good as some southern cooks. A chicken casserole that tasted revolting, still can't make Beef Wellington even though I have the family recipe. Can't find the time to make Sushi and I love Sushi. Oh, and everytime I make broccoli casserole something goes horribly wrong...or maybe I just don't like broccoli casserole.