I met my husband on the first day of culinary math class (48 teaspoons in a cup, you know) at the Culinary Institute of America in Hyde Park, NY. He asked me if I thought his tie matched his pants, if you can believe it. Yeah – I didn’t give a crap either, but then I saw him at the gym later that week with his shirt off. Eleven years and three kids later, he’s still got shoulders to die for, even though we both cook professionally and eat too much butter.
I’ve always been a romance reader, but I didn’t start writing romance until just after our second daughter was born. My husband loves sex (who doesn’t?) and I believe in breastfeeding. Unfortunately, all of the moisture in my body was going into my milk, leaving the rest me as dry as the Sahara Desert. It’s important to add that my husband does all of the cooking, lots of the cleaning and yard work, and the children prefer him to all other playmates. The man deserves to get laid regularly. Thus my entry into the world of reading and writing erotic romance. It worked like a charm! Now we have a son, too. We named him “Research.”
I am a member of the Romance Writers of America and the Western New York Romance Writers. When I’m not writing, I’m cooking, teaching cooking classes at a local community college, or reading…in the middle of kid chaos.
Feel free to drop me a line at Miranda@mirandabaker.com if you want to say hi!