My brother tells me that I hum when I'm eating something particularly tasty. I don't realize that I'm doing it until I discover him staring at me and stating, "It must be good, she's humming." Matt doesn't do anything quite as distinct, but I can tell when he likes his food. That said, I don't think Matt likes what I cook.

I know he doesn't dislike my cooking, but he isn't thrilled about it either. I want him to peek into the kitchen to find out what smells so good, instead of asking me when I wander into the living room, "What's burning?"

I think I have issues about not being good at something that I like to do. Plus part of the pleasure of cooking is being able to consume and really enjoy what you created instead of scraping it into the trash can. I have all sorts of mini goals in my head like being able to bake a loaf of bread, but I know that I'll have reached my ultimate goal when one day at dinner Matt will point out to me that I'm humming.