Pots and Pancetta

I’ll begin by saying that I’m half Italian.  I blame my Italian background for my inability to quit eating.  I like to believe the stereotype that for generations, all Italians knew how to do was cook, eat and make wine – and that is the true reason I have this constant instinct to cook, eat and drink.  Even if it’s not true, it makes me feel better and gives me some sense of purpose for what I do in the kitchen.  I love to cook food that I like, but I also love to cook food that others like to eat (and of course, compliment me on!).  I also love food  – it makes me happy when I’m sad and happier when I’m already happy.  And, just cooking it gives me some sense of productiveness that usually makes me feel accomplished in some manner.

I’m a Food Network and Cooking Channel addict, imagine that.  In fact, my husband and I discovered years ago that the Food Network was just about the ONLY channel we both agreed on.  I do use recipes, but mainly as guides – i try to stick to them as much as possible at the first time I make something new.   Then, I usually make some variations to the recipe that either make it “my own.”