Cooking with Kids

The Best Part of Cooking

The Best Part of Cooking

The day had a terrible start. But then, a really cool thing happened. It was time to start dinner, and I asked if he wanted to help. He instantly said yes. It was the first time other than our recent baking that he’s been interested.

Cooking as Homeschooling? Give Yourself a Break.

Cooking as Homeschooling? Give Yourself a Break.

You’re homeschooling your kids. The birds are chirping. The sun is out. Why NOT take this divine opportunity to teach your beautiful children how to cook? I mean, what a great opportunity to teach creativity and science and math plus a vital life skill!

Um, not necessarily.

Family Recipes

I have countless cookbooks and magazines as well as binders of cooking magazine tearsheets and website printouts from the past 20 years. And I am grateful for the test kitchen chefs at Bon Appétit and America’s Test Kitchen and all the rest. But the recipes I treasure the most are the handwritten ones that have been passed down in the family.

When Kiddos Are Confident They’re Contributing

When Kiddos Are Confident They’re Contributing

Cooking can be a chore. It can be a necessity. It can be a love. Whatever outlook we take on time in the kitchen, our kids pick up on it. That much I’ve been confident in for some time. But I recognized something else — something a little deeper — recently.

Food Is Our Love Language

I often feel like food is my love language … It’s something I can do for others that shows I care. And when my son asks if we’re going to make our Halloween cookies this year and if I can make his special Valentine’s Day chocolates again, it means something to me.

Maybe my son’s love language will be food as well.

Our First Apple Pie

Flipping through an America’s Test Kitchen magazine, I discovered a recipe for strawberry pie. It was beautiful and summery, and it required no oven time — perfect for the hot weekend. It seemed like a lovely treat for Labor Day weekend. It was also a clear acknowledgment that we were still very much in summer.

My son loves strawberries, so I showed him the picture of the pie. He shrugged. “How about we make an apple pie instead?” he asked.