I baked my first cake when I was 7. It was a devil's food cake mix from Betty Crocker. I started to learn how to cook when I was 11. I made some kind of stir fried rice concoction. Back then, I thought it was a great accomplishment, but now I'm embarrassed to think about how awful it was. I learned so much about food and cooking after I moved out of my parents' home. I think that my skills really evolved around the time I got married. My husband is my willing test subject whenever I make something new. The kitchen is a place where I have always been comfortable. Time always seems to disappear quickly when I am cooking.