There are parts of this homeschooling thing that I'm actually enjoying. Very much. YellowBoy requested that cooking lessons be part of our curriculum on a daily basis. Who am I to refuse a thirst for knowledge such as this? He's asking me, the Food Network addict, for lessons. What better way for me to show off my knife skills, my mad knife skills. And my new knowlegde of mix-n-match stir fry, gained from my subscription to Food Network magazine (yes, I'm a sucker when my niece is fundraising for her band...) Your wish is my command! Let the lessons begin!
My YellowBoy already loves to cook and bake. He makes wickedly good M&M cookies. Owns his own Pampered Chef chef's costume
(“Mom, I don't want you to wash this apron, I want it dirty like this, like a real chef. It shows that I actually cook.”) He requested these scoops for Christmas.
He also lamented our lack of a complete set of measuring spoons, so I bought these.
(It does help that sister-in-law sells Pampered Chef). One morning he brings me my magazine and says, “This is what I want to learn how to cook.”
Um, yeah. I've tried that before. My brother DataBoy makes a wicked rendition he calls Baskety Eggs. I make a thing called a big mess. But this is what he wants to learn, so this is what we'll try.
I wish I'd thought to take pictures of our subsequent attempts, but I didn't. I had to take one for the team and eat the first one. Egg too runny. YellowBoy, though loving yellow, does not love yolk. His eggs must be cooked completely. Yolk well done. Jake loves a runny egg, but this one was way, way too runny for even him. I know what you're saying, geez, cook it a little longer. Not that simple, bread was already mostly charred. Throw it away you say. Have you MET my mother??? I cannot do that. (Remember the ketchup packet?)
We continue our quest for holey egg perfection. Each time we get a bit better. But we have realized that it's either a two man job, or a three armed person's job. Takes teamwork. But that's a good lesson, too. Here's what ours look like. Not too shabby. And certainly delicious. Bon apetit!