Genevieve is seven-and-a-half years old and she is ready. We are taking a bit more formal approach to cooking this summer. Every Wednesday, we will have a cooking lesson and then I will share it with you!
Genevieve flew down the steps to get the eggs out of the fridge although normally she lolls in bed as long as possible. What a nice sign of her interest and pleasure in cooking lessons!
I hadn't thought through much of what I was going to say or teach, unusual for me. I simply talked her through the process of frying eggs and making toast, trying to let her make her own mistakes when possible and offer simple tips when possible. She was tractable (praise God! - a good sign that the timing is right!) and pretty competent.
Genevieve learned how to turn the stove burner on, how much bacon grease to put in the pan, how to flip eggs over-hard, and how to go back and forth from toaster to stove to get the eggs and toast out at relatively the same time. She learned how hard it is to tug open the oven door where the skillet is kept. She swiped the lid of the butter dish to the floor, breaking it in two tidy pieces that have already been glued together (whew - I do like that butter dish). So we talked about keeping things back from the edge of the counter.
I purposely kept the lesson to once a week to make sure I would follow through and not be overwhelmed. Yet when I was putting together the lemon chiffon pudding for our first strawberries, she stayed wistfully and insistently at my elbow until I put the mixer in her hand and showed her how to turn it on. I am deeply gratified by her interest and I hope I can show her what pleasure and creativity I enjoy in the kitchen. I welcome any advice you have for me!