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I cooked alongside my mom tons when I was a young child, but I don't think I took on cooking solo until I was in middle school Home Arts class. The first thing we did was an egg unit, and learned how to make omelets. I went home and made omelets for everyone, and I still make omelets the way I was taught back then as a preteen.
I was married before cooking a meal and I don't remember what it was. But, what I had the most trouble with was pinto beans. The directions didn't say anything about seasoning and mine tasted awful. We agreed I should try it again and after that was no different, we asked our mothers what each did. I became a reasonably good cook, but not one to write home about. My mother would spend all day in the kitchen, whereas I was looking for ways to get out of it, so quick and easy recipes were my interest.
I tried to make spaghetti on a hot plate when I was in college. I didn't know the water had to boil before you dumped the spaghetti in so I ended up with a pan full of mushy noodles.
Either cookie dough and placing the dollops onto the cookie sheet, or helping my mom in the pierogi making, pizza dough making, or strudel dough making process, then graduated to making own eggs for breakfast because she never made them the way I liked them (scrambled - 'killed' as I called it).
First meal was making my own breakfast (eggs, bacon, hash browns) at about age 8-9.
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We'd gotten home from our honeymoon around 4pm and I ran to the grocery store to grab a few things for a quick meal. My husband thought (to himself), that we would be eating out a lot, after the first meal I cooked.
I bought:
Individually frozen chicken meat pies,... cooked (almost burned) on the top, soggy on the bottom
Bagged french fries... baked in the over on a cookie sheet...limp and underdone.
A can of green beans
Tossed salad: lettuce and tomato with dressing.
It was BAD, really BAD lol
I am now very efficient in the kitchen and people rave about my meals.
Used to make Rotten Apple Soup in my Grandma's back yard under her apple tree every summer with my cousins. From the time I was maybe 3-4 on up. It was no more edible than mudpies, but we made it anyway!
Does that count??
You mean pretend food?
Lol, I used to make "cabbage rolls" with broad plant leaves and dirt. Sometimes little twigs for that extra nuance of flavour.
The earliest thing I remember cooking a plate of was pancakes, eggs, and bacon. I was 12 years old, had a paper route, and was generally up an hour or two before my parents.
I was always a sort-of latch-key kid since at least the age of 5 (but it was also a different "era" back then, I wasn't the only one). My mom sometimes regales me with the crazy things I did in the kitchen at that age, but most are lost to my own memories.
Fried eggs, bacon and toast, then i moved onto pancakes and meatloaf.
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