I grew up in a family that loved to eat and showed love and affection with food. We would spend hours at the dining table long after lunch or dinner just talking and laughing. Mealtime was just as important as the meal itself.
My mother is an excellent cook. Then again most moms are. I, however, don’t think I inherited it from her. My cooking is decent if I have to cook but i am well aware of my limits in the kitchen. I can’t impress anyone with my cooking skills except my kids, who seem to think most of the food i make is yummy.
I do spend a number of hours in the kitchen as a necessity. I’d avoid it if I could. But I’ve learned a few tricks here and there. If it works or not, I will share them here.