I love cooking. When I went to uni, I could barely boil an egg, so it was a case of "learn or starve".
Just the basics for a while, when I got my first flat, I lived alone and found it easier and cheaper to cook a joint on Sunday and play around with the leftovers for a few days.
After marriage, my wife and her friend went on a Chinese cooking course. She did ok, but was too wary of the high heat when stir-frying, so I took over. \every New Year's eve, I would cook a spread for us and some friends, following recipes at first, then doing my own thing. Unfortunately, my stroke put an end to that, though I still like to experiment in the kitchen. The worst thing is, my wife, daughter annd her fiance have very conservative tastes so much of my efforts are confined to my own meals when I'm alone.