The Christmas season has begun in earnest for us. Up until this past Sunday (the first Sunday of Advent), I’ve felt a bit like I’ve been snitching cookies from the platter, sneaking in bits of Christmas where I can. I always start getting into the spirit “early.” By mid November, I’m normally chomping at the bit, listening to music, putting out the odd decoration… Continue reading →
I didn’t grow up cooking. While I have memories of my mother and her mother canning and cooking together, and my paternal grandmother’s kitchen being a constant source of culinary goodness, I have no memory of helping. Or being taught any of the techniques or recipes I witnessed.
I want to say that things have changed for my kids. That they’ve been my kitchen helpers daily since they could hold a wooden spoon. But that’s not true. At all. Having never learned to cook at the side of a patient teacher, it’s been a struggle for me to find the patience to teach my own kids. Continue reading →