F is for food (which looks better than yours)
My dad has this ability to make his food look better than anyone else's. I don't mean in terms of cooking — although he's a pretty good cook — I mean that somewhere between the pan and the plate, his food ends up looking like it came out of a magazine spread.
If we're eating, say, mashed potatoes and green beans, we all end up with got a glop of mashed potatoes and some drippy green beans while he has a fluffy mashed potato mountain with a perfect butter pat slowly disappearing into a melted butter lake which gently breaches the starchy dam to drip down the side of the mountain into the green bean foothills, while a generous sprinkle of black pepper floats in the lake or lands on the mountainside. (He has a fondness for pepper which could rival that of the Duchess from Alice in Wonderland.)
He has a variety of techniques at his disposal, but temperature seems to play a big part, especially in terms of getting butter or syrup to just the right level of viscosity. (We're both temperature eaters, although I don't put ice cubes in my milk because I don't like the watery milk which invariably results.) Oh, and I should add that his meals don't just look better, they generally taste better, too. The best thing, though, is that if you ask very nicely, he may be willing to fix you a plate, too. (Hold the pepper, please!)