i love to eat, so obviously cooking became a necessity. i was raised vegetarian, and had never eaten meat until about a year ago. now you cant keep me away! i love steaks and pork and chicken. i love it all! we didn't really cook in my family but my nana made something she called parrot legs that i always appreciated. my mother wouldn't let me eat them because my nana was a questionable cook, but i have always been curious about them. i have recently been on a baking binge, which has been fun, i have celiacs disease (no gluten) so whenever anything comes out edible its a major triumph. i was recently making banana bread and forgot to add the bananas. i remembered after it was already in the oven. i remember looking at it and thinking, "huh something doesn't seem right, oh well!" flop. i took it out and mixed the banana in where i could. it was ok, but left something to be desired.