For the first 20 years of my life, I could not cook. My cakes turned into frisbees and my soups were no more appetizing than glue. Then I went to college, moved out of the dorms, went off a meal plan, and became very well acquainted with Wegmans. I'm still not sure how to mince garlic, if I'm sautéing correctly, or how to brown meat. Most of my food is either frozen or comes from a can. Things are looking up. This photograph was taken before I learned how to cook, that it wasn't "cool" to hold the camera out in front of you, and the true implications of Nash Equilibria. This was halloween of last year. I dressed up as a fisherman and ate my foam fish. Next time, I will use more salt. Sometimes I think that I would have made a really great 1950's housewife. Doesn't this look like fun? Everything tastes better in a crock pot.