There’s something relaxing for me about being in the kitchen. Now, let me be clear. I mean COOKING in the kitchen. I don’t mean the clean-up. I could certainly do without that, and my husband can attest!
There’s something relaxing to me about selecting ingredients and creating something from scratch, a la Chopped. Every now and again, I’ll find a recipe, or someone will recommend one, and so I’ll shop for those specific ingredients, but for the most part, I have a set grocery list that I get each week, and then we plan our meals from that.
I love to look through my fridge, see what I have on hand, and then whip something together. Sometimes – well, most of the time, it tastes pretty good. I’ve only had a few times where I haven’t liked what I’ve made. And that’s pretty good considering I’ve been cooking for about 35 years, give or take.
When I was a little girl, I loved to join my mom in the kitchen. I have the best memories standing beside her – usually on chair so I could reach the counters or the stove. She didn’t use recipes very often, unless she was baking. Baking is different, she would tell me. You HAVE to follow the recipe to a T.
When I was in college, I learned why. I attended and graduated from Michigan State University, and have a Bachelor of Science in Food Technology & Management. I learned through my courses that cooking and baking is chemistry…food chemistry. So the girl who didn’t really care for chemistry that much found out that it all depended on the application! If it was food related, I loved it!
So now, as a mom to four living kids, I probably spend 75% of my waking hours in my kitchen! Sometimes I rush to get them fed – like in the morning before school, but I try to enjoy my thrice-daily chore. And more often than not, I find myself joined by one or more of my children. It seems they enjoy cooking with me as much as I enjoyed cooking with my mom. That’s a tradition that I hope to continue with THEIR children.