Thanks for the welcome. Looking forward to learning and sharing. As far as my love of cooking, that came mostly from a love of eating!. More seriously, Mom was a really solid, good cook if somewhat pedestrian--farm girl who cooked good, wholesome food but was always up to try new things as her limited means would allow. Also, she was determined that her four boys would never expect a woman to wait on them and that meant being able to help or better in the kitchen. Beyond that I was a preacher's kid so Mom and Dad were often gone to meetings, etc. so I learned to cook in self defense--it was that or cold food. After that I didn't marry til I was thirty-three and couldn't afford to eat out all the time. Hamburger and breakfast foods get old after a short while. The solution: use that cookbook Ma gave me. Then I married a gal whose mother didn't like to cook and therefore the last thing she wanted was kid help in the kitchen. Thus I've done almost all the cooking in nearly twenty years of marriage. A few years ago I had an extended stay in the hospital and our then four-year-old was surprised that Mom could at all.