It took me a few days to think about it, and t here's still no doubt that I'm the "best cook" in the family, in this generation and in plenty of generations past. There might be a dish or two (my maternal grandmother's latkes and chicken fricassee I happen to remember being pretty good), but overall we're not even talking in the same ballpark. My mom probably could've been a decent cook, but much of her life was spent with various ailments (back injury, etc.) so she didn't spend a hell of a lot of time in the kitchen. And my father once told me (perhaps some 20 years ago) that my brisket was the best he'd ever had, so...