Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Day 17 - Thankful for Knowing How to Cook!

When I was little, I would love the aroma that came from my grandmother’s kitchen. It was so full of taste and love, even before actually tasting the food. My grandmother would also sing while cooking and I would think to myself, is she happy in there while cooking. But it was also hot in the kitchen but why is she singing. So one day, I went to her and said that I wanted to learn how to cook. She said “okay baby” and she told me to watch her very carefully. She was the type of person that didn’t measure but knew the right amount to put into her food. My first item I learned how to cook was pancakes. Then I moved up to cooking meats (hot dogs, bologna, sausage, and bacon). That was the easy stuff.

When she actually started letting me cook those things on my own, she would be right there in the kitchen to supervise. Guess what? She would still be singing. So I would sing with her and it was the best feeling in the world. Every time she cooked something (which was everyday), I would be right there watching. She wrote down some recipes to be passed down in the family. My mom has those but I call her every now and then for a particular dish. My grandmother made cooking easy and enjoyable. I have heard so many that say that cooking is not their thing and they hate it. That is your business. But don’t throw out any smart remarks of the ones that love to stay in the kitchen. That is a true saying “don’t knock it until you try it”.

I love to cook. Being in my kitchen is my safe haven. It’s really that one moment that I can design and do something that my family truly enjoys. It’s a time to bring us to the table and have that family moment. I am really big on family dinners and sitting down and not worrying about anything else around me. Now, if I’m strictly going by a recipe, then yes I will measure my seasonings. But, most of the times, I don’t. It’s just how I feel about it. If I’m making something specific that I know that I am going to come back to later to cook, I write that recipe in my personal recipe notebook. I have several cookbooks and they all come in handy. I also have a few of my own personal recipes on the blog

My husband and son know how to cook and sometimes it does feel good to take a break in cooking and let them do it. Our son has cooked breakfast, dinner entrĂ©es, and desserts. My husband complains about his cooking, but my motto is “if I’m still alive after you’ve cooked it, then you did well”. He’s not really big on attention. But I don’t call it attention. I call it showing you appreciation. And trust me, I’m a picker eater. So he does a really good job. I just appreciate the both of them in helping with preparing dinners and food for us to eat. 

So today, I am thankful for knowing how to cook! It’s fun and relaxing! 


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