I was 12, and my parent's anniversary was upcoming. I enlisted my brother as a maitre d' and my sister as my kitchen Cinderella (They were 6 and 8.) I was able to get a neighbor to take me to the grocery, and our menu was filet mignon with mushrooms, Caesar salad and homade rolls (very '70's, but it worked out!). The same neighbor came over and had brought them a nice bottle of champagne, something I hadn't even thought of, and so was able to suprise them greatly. We hung sheets from the ceiling and even crafted a little intimate setting for them, and I made a parchment menu. We lost dad not long thereafter, but I know that dinner blew their minds and was the beginning of my true love affair with cooking. What was your first labor-of-love dinner you crafted?