My mother and brother are cooks. They both have the gift of being able to survey a fridge and pantry and throw together something delicious from whatever is on hand, without reference to a cookbook. Creativity and inspiration are their hallmarks.
I, on the other hand, am a cook only by necessity (my family has to eat, after all) but a baker by disposition. You give me a recipe, I can follow it. I like order and structure and known proportions. Given a choice, I'll always bring a dessert to a potluck-style function. I don't do much baking at home at the request of my husband, whose willpower has been known to desert him when he's faced with treats, but when I get a chance I go all-out!
Each year our PTA organizes a thank-you luncheon during Teacher Appreciation Week, one part of which is the presentation to each teacher of a home-baked dessert donated by a parent. This morning, I dropped two of these off at the kids' school.
Last year's effort...I can't remember the actual name but it was something like Chocolate Mocha Cake or Death By Chocolate Cake or some such. I rarely make the same cakes twice...there are so many good ones to choose from!
After all, this kind of thing is a LOT more fun than figuring out something else to do with chicken that my kids will actually eat...