Whaddya want?
My salads are exquisitely beautiful; I'm told that my steaks surpass the best available in any restaurant in New York; my lamb kabobs impress native Lebanese; I've had Italian-Americans swear that my Manicotti and Lasagne KILL their grand mama's; my hash browns are better than the Waffle House's. I've had professional chefs beg me for my recipes.
Chicken Cordon Bleu; spicy-sweet honey glazed shrimp skewers; seafood bisque; gazpatcho; veal, lamb and ricotta meatballs and Balsamic-glazed Salmon make regular appearances on our table.
That's too "grand" for your taste? How about bourbon peach cobbler, cheesecake, biscuits and sausage gravy, fried chicken, shrimp or fish, twice-baked potatoes, tomato pie, or country fried steak (and gravy - can't forget the gravy! )?
Not impressive enough? OK - death by Lobster! Lobster bisque, lobster mashed potatoes and lobster stuffed beef tenderloin, with a side of Lobster Thermidor.
Yeah, if I've never made it, I'm gonna find a recipe first - but that doesn't mean I won't modify it. Even the first time I make it. I have been described as "fearless" in the kitchen.
So . . . Whaddya want?
I'll give you three guesses what my current, primary special interest is!