I suppose I've got to start somewhere

For a few years I've been posting recipes on my Facebook page, sometimes with the heading, "Misadventures in Homemadia," and my friends have been having fun with the idea.  Often, when I post something, others will quickly post their creations as well so we challenge each other to be creative and share our successes and, inevitably, our failures in the kitchen.  We have fun and cheer each other on, no matter the outcome.

If you're looking for exact recipes, you'll probably not find them here.  Most of the time I cook the way I was taught.  My Pennsylvania Deutsch mother and grandmother threw things in "until it was right."  Measurements were a guide, not an instruction, and if you didn't have all the ingredients at hand, well you just made something else with what you did have.  My incessant experimentation and complete disregard for the recipes of course landed me in hot water with an exasperated home economics teacher, culminating in my expulsion from the classroom as "a bad influence."   I suspect my expulsion was hastened by my baby brother blowing up a double boiler full of chocolate pudding the previous day that had landed all over her and she just wasn't taking chances with the entire family after that.

Trial and error are the road to success.   Remember that.