I'm born and raised in the mid-west. In fact, I still live in the same area where I was born. I'm married for 29 years and have 4 sons, ages 23-29; two of whom still live at home. When the boys were younger and all still at home, we always made it a point to sit down to dinner together every night, which in this day and age seems to be a rarity. I love to try new recipes, even though it has been hard to please everyone all of the time! I learned to cook by watching my mother as I was growing up, as well as just by trial and error. One of the first things that my mother bought for me when I first moved out on my own was a cook book. I love to have extended family over for big get-togethers, and they all seem to love the things that I cook for them.
My favorite things to cook
My favorite things to cook are homemade soups and stews, as well as casseroles. I guess that I just like one-dish meals because they cut down on cleanup time! Most of the time I don't follow a recipe when I make soup, so that can be a problem when I want to make it again and it doesn't quite come out the same way.
My favorite family cooking traditions
I don't think that my family really has any cooking traditions. When we get together with extended family, we each have a "specialty" that we are all expected to make. That can get pretty boring sometimes!
My cooking triumphs
I can't really think of any cooking triumphs that stand out. I do remember the first time that I cooked Thanksgiving dinner and it turned out very well, even though I didn't really have a clue as to what I was doing. That was many years and many turkeys ago!
My cooking tragedies
Nothing major as far as tragedies in cooking. Just the basics - cakes that didn't rise properly, cookies that didn't turn out quite like expected. My husband likes to cook every once in a while and he made something once that we still tease him about. He was watching the Food Network and decided to try a recipes for "Egg Balls" that he saw Emeril making on the show. He followed the recipe exactly, but they were horrible! No one in the family liked them, including himself. They were hard-cooked eggs, peeled then wrapped in raw sausage. Then they were breaded and deep fried. He made something like 2 dozen of those things, and no one would eat them. Not even the dog!