Looks delicious," he lied. "A mite crispy along the edges - but then, I like it that way."

Incredulous eyes met his own. "You like your potatoes burned?"

Ah, so he'd been right about that. If he could still recognize what it was she'd cooked, then surely he could eat it.

I hate to cook and love to eat.

A women and her cooking on Sundays are an endless love affair.

I watch cooking change the cook, just as it transforms the food.

The way to entice people into cooking is to cook delicious things.

But cooking is about emotion - if you want to please someone, you have to do it with your heart. It's a therapy. Right spices and right attitude matters! Careful shopping, fresh ingredients and an unhurried approach are nearly all you need. There is one more thing – love.