As a young child, I often helped my mom in the kitchen... I am not sure if she considered it helping, but I learned a lot of the basic skills required for making wonderful foods. Some of my favorite memories of my mom and food, are when she would make homemade soft pretzels and pull them out of the oven just as the school bus dropped us off. Or her wonderful homemade bread hot out of the oven with honey butter melting on top. The list could go on and on. My mom was a nurse and she worked only a few evenings a week, but assigned each of us ( my 2 brothers and myself) to contribute a portion of that night's meal. I made French Breakfast Puffs and baked the frozen casseroles made earlier. On Saturdays, I would make homemade pizza (dough) and add favorite toppings.
When I left home, I continued cooking and loved making sticky buns (often 6 batches at a time) for my Voluntary Service Unit and other More with Less recipes. I worked in restaurants as a Prep Cook, managed a kitchen at a summer camp, cooked for a family that I was a Nanny for and became a Family and Consumer Sciences teacher. Now that I have a kitchen of my own, I love making new recipes especially food that I know Dan will want to try. We often visit used bookstores and I sit on the floor scouring cookbooks for new ideas and drooling at the colorful pictures! I subscribe to a few cooking magazines and have spent many happy hours, surrounded by cookbooks.
I bake when I am stressed ---did you know that "stressed" spelled backwards is "desserts" ??? :) I love anything and everything that involves chocolate. Dan recently told me that I should blog about my cooking adventures. So here we are! Hope you enjoy it!
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