The first thing I cooked all by myself was my mother’s birthday cake in 1976. I was 10, and she was turning 36. I have loved cooking ever since. On the evening (Tuesday November 22, 2011) of this photo, Carter, Ammon and I had started mixing the ingredients together, but Ammon became bored and went to play in the living room with Daddy S. When I had the “presence of mind” to get the camera, Ammon wasn’t interested in dropping the cookie dough onto the baking pan.
I haven’t baked too much with Carter and Ammon because it would mostly be cookies, cakes, and pies …things my fat and I do not need. However, I want them to enjoy the kitchen and learn how to bake and cook, so especially during the holidays, we will bake. I want my children to start making cookies and MAKING MEMORIES they can hold and cherish in their hearts forever.
Some of my favorite childhood memories are of baking with my mom. I certainly have a love of baking because of all those Christmas cookies we made every year. I also love to bake with my daughter. Have a blessed Thanksgiving!
Thank you for sharing. You all have a blessed Thanksgiving as well.
My mom bought me a kid’s cookbook when I was around 8. I still have it and have been in the biz for 24 years. I love to create and experiment with different foods (I have thrown away plenty that didn’t turn out edible) and have had too many different restaurant ideas to count. The food is one thing, but the memories are great. Helping mom in the kitchen is something I won’t forget. (Emma likes to help some, too, but it’s usually in the ‘lick the bowl and spatula’ category).
Thank you, Doug, for your comment. Cooking can be such a release, can it not? I really want Carter and Ammon to enjoy cooking as much as I do.