This column is right up my alley. Here goes… I grew up watching my mom cook and bake. Since I was tiny, she let me cook and bake with her. There are pictures of me as young as two years old, helping my mom make challah and cholent. Over the years, I gained the title of “official family griller.” I would like to believe I’m an omelet and panini expert, and in the last few months I’ve perfected homemade pizza. So of course, way back when I first saw the Man with a Pan column, I asked my mom if I could be in it. She said she thought it was only for dads. Every time it came out, I would read it. Then one week I saw it! A kid was in!