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		<aboutMe>Let me be the first to say that I am not in any way, shape or form a chef.  I have had absolutely no formal training and not even the tiniest qualification.  I do have a mountain of cookbooks that are like friends and a serious addiction to Alton Brown&apos;s Good Eats.  (Thanks to Cindy and Brandon at The Bayou for that introduction) I have been known to ignore life completely when Iron Chef is on and I well up every time a house move forces me to throw away my collection of BBC Good Food magazines. 

I&apos;ve also been cooking pretty much ever since I can remember.  I have vivid memories of poring over my “Debbie Learns to Cook” and trying to decide which of the recipes I was going to make next.  To be fair, not much has changed since then. Heck, my family still tease me relentlessly, almost thirty years on,  about the time I served oatmeal porridge as a starter for a roast chicken dinner. 

I guess what I&apos;m trying to say it that while I don&apos;t have any qualifications, I&apos;m more than a little smitten with my kitchen, and that&apos;s what I want this blog to be about.  It&apos;s about the fun you have planning a meal.  It&apos;s that “oh oh oh ” moment when you think of the one ingredient that will elevate that old family favourite.  It&apos;s about falling in love with with flavours and that waft of feisty fragrance   when you take the lid off a pot.  It&apos;s about that fabulous feeling you get when sharing your food with friends and family.  In short, it&apos;s about fudgin&apos; good food.</aboutMe>
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