Thanks for the nod in the lead, Dirk. If you could see me blushing ...
Anyhoo, Slappy mentioned one of my favorites -- the Better Homes and Gardens Cookbook. I use it all the time, when I'm not forced to eat chowhall food for six ****ing months. *Could be worse. Could be 15, huh?* The buttermilk pancakes are to die for.
But what got me interested in cooking was one of the "Top Secret Restaurant Recipes" books. All kinds of stuff. From Tony Roma's ribs to Hooters' wings to ... hell, you name it. I still cook things from it ALL the time. Lots of good deserts. You can cook it one weekend and try it at the restaurant on the next weekend and talk about how much better yours is. Who gives a darn if it isn't as pretty? They're ****'s probably all pre-made, or something.
Once I realized I was interested in cooking, and had at least some aptitude for it, I bought "Cooking For Dummies." That's my go-to guy for "how-to" and "why" questions. Taught me a TON about sauces, substitutions and different techniques, such as braising and blackening. Good info, that book.
I read the 75th edition of The Joy of Cooking, and was not impressed. Previous versions have been much, much better. They tried to get too cute with it, rather than do what they've done for YEARS. But, it's still the Bible. The best cookbook, from top to bottom, ever written. Just get an earlier edition from Amazon, or something.
The main ingredient for cooking (Ha! Get it?) is fun. Turn off the TV, get Mrs. Legume in the kitchen, tell jokes, drink beer or wine, and spend all night there. When Mrs. t_b_f and I cook, it's normally a three-hour ordeal. Hell, we usually end up on the floor while the etoufee's simmering.
Also, have a mission. Try to perfect something. Mrs. t_b_f has a great aunt, who's a charming Southern, grandmotherly figure of about 80, who tips the scales at about two-and-a-half bills. She can cook. Period. She confirms my motto: "Never trust a skinny cook." Yeah, that's her. Well, her chicken and dumplings are the best around, bar none. No one in the family ever even dares bring dumplings to a gathering. No one wants to. Hers are that good. Last time I cooked them, Mrs. t_b_f said mine were better. And she was serious. It made my week. I was on cloud nine 'cause I could outcook an old, fat, Southern grandma at her own game.
One last tip. Keep pen and paper in the kitchen at all times. Each time you cook something and change an ingredient, measurement, temperature or technique, WRITE IT DOWN. I can't tell you how many times I've tried something different with a cheesecake that worked and had no recollection of what I did.
Remember, Dirk. It's all about fun, man.