When I was 19, I remember one day looking at a box of good ol' macaroni and cheese and I had a nerve wracking time making it, holding the box like it was a talisman, consulting it every 30 seconds. That was the same day I'd vowed I would learn to cook. Honestly, I didn't expect I'd enjoy it so much, and I try to learn as many different disciplines as I can on my own. While you will almost never see a bread or cake recipe from me (I can't seem to do them right), I hope my meager offerings please the palate...and more importantly, the stomach! Bueno Apetito!