What’s the saying about teaching a man to fish and he’ll never be hungry? The same sentiment might apply when teaching a kid to cook. I’m writing for all you parents or caretakers who’ve got a kid about to graduate and move on.
For the last year, while our niece lived with us during her senior year at the wonderful Saint Francis School, my husband and I have tried to teach her the only real-life skill we probably have: how to cook.
I don’t mean just the act of preparing a meal, but how to menu plan, budget, grocery shop, use (and modify as needed) recipes, whip things up without a recipe based on what you have, and keep a clean kitchen. If we did nothing else with our year together, I think and hope we succeeded at that.
I’ve been thinking about what to send her off with