Showing posts with label teaching kids to cook. Show all posts
Showing posts with label teaching kids to cook. Show all posts

Saturday, April 5, 2014

What do YOU call it? Food Celebrating!

Where I grew up, this was a GERMAN pancake.  If you poured all the batter into a buttery pan and stuck it in the oven=German.

Swedish pancakes=crepes, thin circular. 

Every Friday is breakfast after seminary class.  One student's mom dropped this off, and he called it a "Hootenay" Pancake.  Almost sounds like hip-hip-hooray pancake. 

General Conference weekends mean malt-o-meal hot with vanilla ice cream, eat while watching am conference while I was growing up.  Since the sessions start at LUNCH time here it is less brunch more real lunch!

When our men went off to the Church for pizza potluck before the Priesthood session, Roxie and I jumped in the monster van and roared up to Rita's for frozen custard and Italian ice wonderfulness!  Wind was whipping her long hair all around and we were shivering all the way home, but happy for yummy food traditions!

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Pizza Party Homestyle (Leftovers)

Pizza experiments:

Left over bean dip (salsa, refried beans, canned corn, canned black beans, mozzarella cheese) with olives and more cheese.


Cottage cheese spread over crust, split green pea soup (thick, cooked down from Christmas ham bone), pepperoni, onions, fresh mozzarella.

Cottage cheese, sliced tomatos, sliced fresh spinach (this one was my favorite!).

Monday, January 2, 2012

Pomme Frites

I learned how to make these in Nancy, France from Sister Meyers while I was serving an LDS mission. I learned how to eat them with sauce tartar in Liege, Belgium. They had 26 different flavored sauces to go with their frites. I start to drool remembering!

(For Suzanna's Sweet 16 "Winter Defiance" party, we made burgers and fries to go with her Portal Cake. Big success, lots of fun!)

The secret to successful real Belgian fries: double fry.

Use good potatoes. Cut them by hand. SQUEEZE out moisture with clean kitchen towels, keep covered until ready to fry (we used peanut oil).


Heat oil to (325') hot, make sure low enough in pan that it won't overspill. Hot enough that a bread crumb fries and sizzles, not just sits and soaks up oil. Only put 1 1/2 cups fries in to cook at a time. Cook until just barely changes color, NOT BROWN on the first frying.

Set aside draining on paper towels, okay if cools off completely. Do 2nd fry right before serving. This time until brown, less than 2 minutes. Salt to taste.

I taught Max everything I know about this. He says he is still not sure about how to tell if the oil is hot enough. I think it is a practice thing, or buy a thermometer.

Now, armed with a bag of potatoes, a knife, a towel, some oil, salt, a deep enough pan, he can create wonder on his own.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Concept Cooking

I like reading recipes & watching others cook. But what I really love, is experimenting. Downside to that is doing something spectacular, and then trying to remember all the ingredients that went into that unique, one-of-a-kind batch. Sometimes NEVER to be recreated. I've tried to be better at documenting successful meals.

If you understand the concept behind a recipe--or the necessary elements, you can play! It is a little like understanding the chemicals and necessary textures/flavors/binders/heat requirements. That is a lot of variety, if you change something in a recipe, you need to balance it. You put in too much flour, you need more liquid. Or it is too wet, you can make pancakes or add more dry ingredients to turn batter back into muffins or cookies. I am still learning. And I think my lack of real recipe cooking has intimidated my children a little. How do you teach them to cook this way? Encourage them to experiment, and talk about what works, and what doesn't...

So, granola day. The concept for granola is to mix grains with a little fat, sugar, and liquid to bind it and cook it. One lady I know uses egg whites as a binder. No fat. Which is a great idea. I've been adjusting each time, trying to find perfect ratio of oats to nuts to bran to wheat germ to butter (YES!) and sweetness.

I do like the taste of butter. And brown sugar makes everything taste better...

This batch, I used 3/4 jar of raspberry jam in the liquid/sugar/fat mixture. Tasty, but the sesame seeds I added are too overpowering. And I could have used more raspberry flavor, omit the maple flavor from the syrup...next time!
Raspberry, coconut, pecan granola, coming to you via package soon!

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Summer of Unplugged-ness

I am sure this is terribly idealistic.

If you have teenagers, you know how they can turn into summer slugs, never seeing the light of day, holed up in their dens of entertainment. Erratic sleep cycles. Endless naps. Plugged in.

The recent youth conference expanded on the theme of un-plugging. I love this goal, and the determination to live, and not lull our lives away. It's not just laziness, but dependency on media that wastes time. I love my computer and blog reading, but the goal is to make sure I've done the minimum 6 things each day, too. Reading, praying, and serving.

Chore charts, work reward calendars...we haven't tried any for awhile. The goal is to get my household of tweens and teenagers to be more social, learn new skills, do some work, but mostly to INTERACT with each other. This is a checklist, with spaces to write in the MINUTES our children work on each thing, earning time to play solo computer games. If they are watching a movie together, that counts as social time. I want them to create a community, a family identity, eventually not needing the checklist, just doing good all the time and finding their own balance of real living and achieving good goals (not just a personal best score in a game...).

The list of "Mom's Special Jobs" include things like building a tree house, inventorying my fabrics and paints, keeping outside plants watered, bleach projects, moss graffiti, drawing lessons, painting downstairs bathroom, painting back porch!

We will see how this works, and how it morphs over the 12 weeks of summer.

Minimum A Day to EARN 1st hour computer time:
1. beautify home/world: make bed, clean floor S M T W Th F S
2. read Book of Mormon on own 15 minutes S M T W Th F S
3. praying: AM/PM/MEALS S M T W Th F S
4. do daily HOUSE CHORE S M T W Th F S (this is a rotating list of dishes, garbage, emptying recyclables, every day stuff)
5. exercise 20 minutes M T W Th F S
6. write in journal/blog/email parents S M T W Th F S (if they don't want to journal, they can email me a letter about their day, and I will start keeping their electronic history for them!)

Extras:
babysitting ___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
cooking or sewing lessons___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
cooking family meals___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
craft project ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
dancing___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
Grandpa John work ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
magnify talent___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
Mom Special Jobs ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
more exercise ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
mow lawn ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
NAME EXTRACTION___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
personal history-scrapbook __S __ M __T ___W ___Th ___F ___S
piano practice___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
picking up sticks in backyard ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
pull weeds in garden ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
pulling ivy off of bricks ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
read history book___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
read a classic___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
read General Conference Talk ___S ___M ___T ___W ___Th __F___ S
read Church magazine___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
scrub downstairs bathroom ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
scrub upstairs bathroom ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
study Preach My Gospel___S ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
sweep back porch/sidewalk ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
sweep front sidewalk ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
sweep & mop KITCHEN floor ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
sweep/mop seminary floor ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
sweep stairs going downstairs ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
volunteer work in community ___ M ___ T ___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
write letter to missionaries___S ___ M ___T___ W ___Th ___F ___ S
write or research family history___S __M __T ___ W ___Th __F ___ S
___________________________S __M __T ___ W ___Th __F ___ S
___________________________S __M __T ___ W ___Th __F ___ S

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Bright Beautiful Day



Beautiful day at the DC temple. Congratulations to the Holmes on their sealing day!

The big triple batch of granola he made last week? Nearly gone. Maybe two bowlfuls left. Maxwell asked today if he could be next to learn how to make it.

Food storage dinner: I threw cans of black beans, refried beans, kidney beans, one can of pumpkin, one jar of chunky onion garlic spaghetti sauce into crock pot with some chili powder. 3 hours from now it will be perfect chili.

I asked Stewart if he wanted cornbread or bread sticks to go with it. "The best way I can teach you how to cook is to let you do it!" I helped him gather the ingredients, put my apron around his neck, and left the kitchen. He is making the cornbread now.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

My Scratch & Dent Life

I have 6 roommates. Thankfully, we don't each have our own gallon of milk labeled with our name. We share food. There can be some confusion as to where to put things. Food gets forgotten. Leftovers develop a life of their own. I thawed some chicken Sunday that dripped over the bottom, so it was time for a deep clean. Stewart helped me wash out the scary drawers. NO before picture. Didn't even think it.

Now it looks so beautiful, I just want to stare at the clean shelves! I thought about printing out this picture as a point of reference for future users. Instead I used my label maker to teach everyone else where I want things. Where I will tell them to look, when they ask what they can eat. And leftovers are front and center. ATTENTION: milk has moved from the bottom shelf to the top. You can all reach that high now. I believe in independent breakfast eaters. Do not try to cram it in the old spot. It will not fit because I moved around the shelves.
Ahh, beautiful. Organized by how we use things. Butter and garlic still on top. EGGS are lower than they were to make better use of space. We eat a lot of eggs.
Emma, can you tell what I photo shopped out, without peeking at the picture below?
HOURS after we installed this new fridge, the meat drawer was left open and someone closed the door and broke/cracked the handle of the drawer. I've stopped noticing it. We get used to ugly things. I saved the piece for awhile, but never tried to glue it on, and then lost the piece.

"LEFTOVERS EAT ME 1st!" next to "pickles."

Monday, May 2, 2011

Granola Guy

In my frenzy to make sure Stewart has good life survival skills before he leaves on his mission to Billings, Montana in 15 days, today was learn-to-make-granola day. Cheaper than buying it, filling, you can control the sweetness, and the ultimate comfort food. We used Alton Brown's base recipe, but made a bigger batch. Stewart chose cranberries and coconut to add in.
Oats, oat bran, pecans, sesame seeds, honey, maple syrup, oil, salt.

TIFFANY NEEDS TO READ THIS More Last Thursday Mother's Class results: I took Sam & Roxie shopping with me for a cereal container. Normally, I would have gone by myself, while they were in school. But the play/work class helped me realize I need to teach them how to shop--which is work!

I told them what I was looking for, the features the container needed (plastic, not glass, big to fit lots of granola, pourable spout, ergonomic handle or easy to pour, good use of space and fit in our cupboard, and not expensive.)

We started at Dollar Tree, nothing, and almost walked out, but they had swim noodles in two new colors for our pattern "teach sewing skills" game March 31st post! Then we went to the grocery store. Compared containers, calculated which one was bigger (one was listed as 1.5 gallons, other was 40 ounces. Which is bigger? Math in the grocery isle!). We then went to Ollies, and Dollar General, looking, walking out when we didn't find what we needed. The $8.99 Rubbermaid cereal container at ShopRite seems to fit the most of our requirements, except the cheap part. It took awhile, but I hope they learned how I shop, what I look for, what is important to me (price and function!). We came home and put the granola in ziplock gallon bags, until we find the perfect container!

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Three Choices...

Today's seminary lesson was on the difference between secrets and surprises--specifically the evil and harm of secret combinations made for evil purposes and to control others, and then the good kind of Happy Birthday surprises. Bad ones are secret addictions. Things you feel guilty about and don't want your mom or bishop to find out--those are really bad.

(End of seminary application. Further is how it applies to me.)

I've been thinking about some of my friends and their serial monogamy. The desire to be committed to one person is a good desire. Wanting a committed, righteous marriage--good goal. The reality is hard work. And sometimes things happen out of your control--the choices the other person makes that don't include you.

It is sobering to hear about how those "secret" bad things tear apart marriages. Weaknesses that are hidden, lies, bad choices. Not sharing whole self with spouse and keeping back parts for some one else, a new girlfriend/boyfriend; innocent-seeming beginnings that turn more and more intimate and exclusive and pushes the spouse out. Dangerous. Slimy. Horrible. How can they not see what they are doing, the pain they are causing?

And what advice do you give, or do you just listen to someone going through that?

What do you say to the offended spouse? (And I always remind myself I am hearing one side of the story...).

I've been married to the same guy for 21 years. I'm no expert.

Simple answers:

Stay married for the sake of the kids. Try counseling. Get ecclesiastical help. And if it continues? Keep forgiving. How many times? Separate for the sake of your sanity. Or....?

I don't ever want an ex, or the grief and heartache that comes from making visitation for kids smooth and fair. A friend came over last week in tears about the attorney costs to keep her kids all summer. I was sympathetic. Tried to help my grieving friend. Build her up. Tell her how wonderful she is and encourage non-conflict with her ex for the sake of the kids.

Hard stuff.

So tonight during dinner John innocently asked me if I recycled our lunch pizza box.

"PIZZA?!" the kids exclaimed.

And John said, "Aren't you lucky to know your parents are in love and go on dates in the middle of the day without you?!"

No answer. (Wish I knew what they were thinking sometimes!)

They kept eating the French toast and guacamole dinner I had whipped up for them.

Two loaves of bread and half another, 10 eggs+sour cream+vanilla flavoring (the buttermilk had gone bad--that's how long it's been since I've cooked dinner. It takes a really, really long time for buttermilk to go bad and I use it all the time when I am in cooking-mode! Great blessing of John losing job has been him teaching kids how to cook-but I guess I use more buttermilk than he does...).

Guacamole was on the side (veggie!). With chips. So a carb-heavy dinner, but it was so good.

Choice #1 original photo
Choice #2 color-leeched
Choice #3 cropped, tilted, and sepia-ed; (my favorite. Which is yours?)

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Cooking is a Manly Art


I left the camera in the car overnight, so it is still foggy-lens-ish. This is not me playing with the soft-focus.

This morning I have already worked for an hour, lining up test-sites, filling out paper-work. I need to drive downtown to the office soon. John & Jen are coming up later this afternoon for turkey dinner. So I am teaching my John (as opposed to my brother JohnB) how to cook one in my absence from the kitchen.

I think I need to give more opportunities for the men in my life to learn to do things without me--they are discovering their cooking talents when it is left up to them to do the meals. I believe it is a learned skill, one in which practice and time in the kitchen makes a big difference. I know some amazing cooks who have kids who don't know how to make anything because the parent did all the work, didn't pass on the skills or the opportunities to learn by experience.

I'm guilty. It is easier to do it myself, faster, less messy.

But it is not too late.

Roxie and Sam both got measuring spoons for Christmas with a promise of lessons.

Last night when I got home from my quilting meeting we ate the most perfect LEMON MERINGUE PIE to celebrate my birthday (a day late)! I'll admit here that I took a spoonful taste of it before I had left for work, it looked so good! Bro.Jones can cook! Our friend also made me PEANUT BUTTER MERINGUE PIE! I should have let John put candles in it, because I realized later that I really, really missed them singing "Tis love brings us here" part of the song.