While rolling balls of cookie dough, the door sensor beeped, and in walked my friend Jackie with her toddler in tow. A casual drop by from a friend led quickly to some unexpected help in the kitchen for me and a spontaneous play date for my little one. As one of my regular cooking pals, Jackie and I have become more than comfortable in each other’s kitchens. She sat down to chit chat a bit but within moments, her hands were slathered with cookie dough too. When cooking with a friend is part of life’s routine, kitchens are shared and the days of passive observation just a memory.