And I wish I had started earlier.
Today I taught my daughter how to make scrambled eggs.
I let her do everything. I let her crack the eggs, beat them, add salt, melt the butter in the pan and then cook them. She did really, really well.
Caterina is five and much younger than I was when I learned to cook. My mum was way too busy to teach me, but in my opinion, cooking is an affordable way to entertain my kids and has also led to some of the best fun we’ve had.
My little boy Giovanni is about to turn seven. He’s a fussy eater most of the time but an easy way to get him to try something new is to get him to help me cook it. That’s how I got him to try banana muffins for the first time, and pancakes, and lasagne.
Philip is 10. He has food allergies so he has to learn how to cook. It’s an added bonus that he loves to, but he’s more into desserts. If I’m cooking cupcakes, brownies or cookies he is there, licking the beaters and bowls. He’s less interested in my secret pasta sauce recipe and the casserole I was forced to invent the day I forgot to buy the packet one.
I wish I’d started teaching them how to cook sooner, but it was always such a pain. Cooking was something I did quickly to get meals on the table at a particular time. They’d even ask if they could help and I’d always say ‘no’ because I was in a rush.
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If only I knew how much they’d love it. If only I realised cooking with my kids was much more fun than bowling or eating lunch in a cafe - and much cheaper. I know now, and we’re just getting started.
My daughter has asked to learn how to make icing. Giovanni wants to try making ice cream. Me too, son. I’ve never done that. And Philip is interested in making pizza, our own version of meat lovers. Not the healthiest choice, but definitely healthier making it ourselves at home.
You can choose simple things to start with. One of the first things my son learned how to cook was sausage rolls. We used to make them by rolling up chicken sausages in puff pastry, cutting them up and baking them. They taste a million times better than the frozen ready-made ones you can buy and they were healthier and most importantly, safe for my allergic son to eat.