My mum loved cooking but Dad was a meat and two veg man and didn't hold with that "foreign muck" so Mum & I used to cook together, curries, kedgeree, pasta. I especially liked Christmas time, she'd get a large boned turkey and then I'd go round to her with bowls of sage & onion, sausagemeat and apricot and peanut stuffings and fill the bird up, sew it up and cook it. I've only done it a couple of times since she died. Too many memories. Luckily my son seems to have taken after her as well and he loves cooking, so at least I know he'll never starve!