Ever since I was a kid, I was interested in cookbooks. My mom worked when the youngest of us got to middle-school age, so I was always coming up with menus for her. She gradually gave me responsibilities to help with the meals and I did much of the preparation plus things like setting the table. Everybody helped with clean-up, putting dishes in the d/w, etc.
Her garden was her priority, so after work that's where she was. If it wasn't for my cookbook fascination, we would have had grilled hamburgers 4 nights out of the week. And the men in the family (3) thought that would be A-OK! But not me!! I wanted salads for everyone, and we had them thanks to mom's garden.
In fact, somewhere around here, I think I still have a looseleaf notebook of typed recipes I put together. I hope I find it when I'm cleaning out stuff. I for sure will never throw that out, and in fact the other day was thinking about a recipe in there: Castilian Meatballs.
The RG, with his international travels, has supplied me with a regular stream of unusual ingredients and tools to play with in the kitchen. Right now I have a couple ingredients I'm in search of a way to use: boiled cider, cured Turkish sumac, and green cardamom.
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