Cooking hasn't been something I've excelled at. Growing up, I would help my mom or dad in the kitchen, but I was always the one volunteering to help bake cookies over casseroles. Even when I got to grad school, I stuck with my reliable grilled cheese sandwich and moved into the world of Clif Bars. I made lots of excuses about lack of time and was also lucky to know a couple of good cooks during my years in grad school. They feed me and I provided lots of baked goods.

However, now that I have a full time job, a new place, and far more spare time than I sometimes feel comfortable with, I see "ACCOMPLISH COOKING" as a goal looming in front of my face.