I started cooking when I was 7, as soon as I could read. I made my first full Thanksgiving dinner when I was 12. I became a good home cook and a pretty good baker. When my daughter was small, I stayed home and became a good scratch cook.
I wasn’t particularly creative except with cookies so that would be my specialty, I guess. Of course baking can be dangerous when you live alone. You know, a moment on the lips, forever on the hips.
My greatest compliment on my cooking came when my ex-husband called and asked for my Swiss steak and arroz con pollo recipes for his new wife. I never asked if she used them.