If you grew up in a kitchen similar my Nana Edie’s, you know there are no recipes! You watch and observe. In my case, I could not just sit on the sidelines. The attraction to cooking came early and runs in my DNA. I come from a long line of amazing chefs. Yes, I used the term chef because that is exactly who they were. They cooked for the entire neighborhood daily. That sounds like a restaurant with customers to me! The difference is, it was a labor of love, and the compensation was watching others get full...