Welcome!

You'd think with my Italian ancestry, descending from a fantastic line of cooks, that I'd have the makings to be a great chef. Both my grandmothers were wizards in the kitchen. My mom is a fantastic cook, always having the perfect recipe for a holiday meal. My dad makes the very best pizza. Ever.

I guess I'm pretty good at cooking. But I've got a few problems. I mess things up. Alot. Sometimes I cut myself trying to slice or chop like I see the chefs on TV. Often I get halfway through a recipe and realize that I should have read it through before I started, because who saves the pasta liquid after you drain the pasta? And occasionaly what I cook is just plain yucky (my daughter keeps reminding me of the nasty oven baked fish I served once).

But... I love to cook. So I'm going to keep working at it. I know I'll never be a chef (hence the blog name), but maybe I'll get good enough to ditch the day job and open a dessert catering business. Or maybe I'll just teach my daughter to love food and cooking like my mom and my grandmothers taught me.

Either way, I'll win.

So welcome to my blog, where I'll share what I'm cooking - good and bad. And I'll try not to make too many dumb jokes along the way.