Cooking Mag Mommy

Making a pie always reminds me how little time I have spent being taught how to cook. With no offense to my mother, she was never a person who enjoyed cooking. She did a lot of cooking but it was not something she enjoyed. I never remember her inviting me into the kitchen to cook with her or showing me how to make something. She helped me when I asked her but I think watching me cook made her nervous. She still leaves the kitchen when I cook at home. I also belong to perhaps the first generation of American girls that did not have to take home economics, a high school class that centered around cooking and sewing. It was, in fact, discouraged for those of us in college prep classes so I never took home ec . My only real training was when I was involved in 4H when I was a kid and I took a cooking class once a week at Mrs. Coulter's house. We made a volcano cake, a chocolate cake that looked like it was erupting, and lots of variations of chop suey . After Mrs. Coulter moved away,...