I love to cook! My mom was a good cook, but didn't experiment with all the spice I do. I remember when she added oregano to something and was so proud of herself. Remembering all the high fat, cholesterol Polish yummies.....*sigh*

When my mom died, i started experimenting and cooking new every day, or trying to. I also find it relaxing, knowing my brother, at least, will kiss me afterwards and tell me how he can't wait to come home at 11p to something new. He now eats Indian, Mexican and foods he never knew existed. YUM!

I can't bake to save my life. I can do chocolate chip cookies from scratch, that's all. If I follow a recipe, it never seems to come out. John says that is because I hate to be told what to do! So, by hit or miss, I make up my own stuff.

Shame we can't do one massive pot luck party in a neutral place! Richard's in charge of my fave food...hint hint.