While my 7 brothers and sisters were riding bikes, playing house, chasing the dogs, playing video games, and such… I was somewhere refusing to go to the bathroom because I was in the middle of making a variety of mud cakes and pies. (I made it to the bathroom… most of the time)
Well, eventually I grew out of the mudpies/cakes and graduated to the pretend plastic/wood and finally into the kitchen with my mother. It wasn’t long before I passed my mom, and older sisters as the family cook.
Unlike most college kids, top ramen and pizza pockets were not the basis of my daily cuisine. Even on the limited budget, I tried to make “homemade” and “gourmet” meals.
After so many years of recipes collecting, I find myself stuck between the bookshelves of cookbooks, re-written paper copies and websites full of recipes. Then all of a sudden it hit me! Duh! Make a blog and keep all my recipes in on place, accessible from anywhere.