Just wondering how people end up a "Chowhound"? Were you raised by hounds so come by it from nuturing or did you just one day "get it"?
Growing up in the midwest in the 60's and 70's in the home of a mother that was a, well there is no other way to put it, bad cook. I didn't really start to understand the pleasure of a good meal until I was on my own and moved to the west coast.
What's your story?