Cooking with kids always carries the risk of a mess of biblicalproportions, but the rewards are so great that the risk is irrelevant. In fact the debris fields become the subject of merriment.
So it was when the girls insisted that they make Sunday dinner with little or no supervision. Ellie picked a recipe for pie crust, and combined it herself (debris at left), but shortly thereafter some friends came by, and they forgot about cooking the rest of the day. We ate hot dogs.
But, yesterday, while was out they decided to proceed. Ellie blind baked the crust, made lemon pie filling and meringue from scratch. Alison trimmed green beans, mepotatoes and made a peach glaze for the ham. Ellie made biscuits. The waited for my return to surprise me.
Only one problem. I was at the dentist thinking to get an antibiotic scrip and schedule an extraction of a busted tooth, but they went ahead and yanked it. All I wanted from that hame was the bone to make split pea soup!
No comments:
Post a Comment