I got a cookbook for a wedding present called Make it Now, Bake It Later. I tried one recipe and it was very successful so I decided to try another one. I should have been warned off by the list of ingredients, which included those tiny canned shrimp and white bread! That experiment ended up in the garbage.
Can you remember your first experiments in the kitchen?
I was a Girl Scout too and loved camp cooking. My first summer at overnight camp, the cook, a burly man named Pat who went by "Irish," gave me the blue ribbon for best pancakes, made in a cast iron skillet over an open fire. I was pretty sure he felt sorry for me because I'd struggled to get my fire going.
My mother was well-known for her Christmas cookies. One Saturday when I was about 8, she was away and my dad, a traveling salesman who was gone most weeknights and rarely cooked, decided we should make sugar cookies. He found a recipe in her Better Homes & Gardens Cookbook that included powdered sugar. We cut out holiday shapes---I still have her cookie cutters, decorated them with colored sugar---I'm guessing we tinted it ourselves using food coloring, and were inordinately proud of ourselves. Whether they were any good, there's no one left to ask, but I know they brimmed with the sweet taste of joy!
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But Mommy and I shared a love of creamed tuna on toast that nobody else in the family liked. I remember watching carefully as she drained the tuna oil into the saucepan and stirred flour into it, then gradually stirred in milk until she had a cream sauce. Add the tuna and some frozen peas, toast a few slices of Oroweat day-old wheat bread, and the two of us were in heaven.
When I was a teen I begged my mom for the secret family formula for the dish. I HAD to have the recipe for creamed tuna on toast on a 3"x5" card for my new recipe box. Her response? "Go look it up in Joy of Cooking." Reader, I was crushed.
I don't have a photo of creamed tuna on toast, but here's me and Marilyn Flaherty Maxwell Muller - aka Mommy - in about 2010.
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LUCY BURDETTE: My mother did not much like to cook but did what she had to in order to feed six every night, and then we cleaned up. She also was a Girl Scout leader and I do remember the campfire stew, Peg! But the first thing I made (for a boy I had a crush on who loved Twinkies) was a giant Twinkie-shaped sponge cake that I stuffed with whipped cream. I came downstairs the next morning to find it crawling with ants...Did I give it to him anyway?? I can't remember!
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VALERIE (V.M.) BURNS: When I was in elementary school, we had a program where we could purchase books every month. I think it was a Scholastic Book Club. I bought my first book. It was a cookbook, The Cookie Book by Eva Moore. There were twelve cookie recipes, one for each month of the year. I think the first recipe that I made was either Snicker doodles or peanut butter cookies. They were simple recipes with easy instructions. We had a white toy poodle named Candy (she was the start of my love of poodles) and from the moment I started pulling out bowls and ingredients, she planted herself in the kitchen and refused to leave. When the baking sheet went into the oven, she got excited. As soon as the cookies came out, she would bark and scratch at the kitchen cabinets until I gave her one of the cookies. Yes, I used my dog as a guinea pig...umm, I mean taste tester. Candy loved them. She was particularly fond of the peanut butter cookies. You may not think a dog's approval means much, but Candy was very particular where food was concerned.
LESLIE KARST: I first started cooking with my best friend, Nancy, back in elementary school, and one of the first things I remember us preparing was a sauté of tomatoes, onions, and bell peppers. It was amazingly delicious--way better than the vegetables our moms would make--and it wasn't till years later that I realized the reason: we'd cook the veg in an ENTIRE stick of butter. Yikes. But my, oh my, was it good! Maybe I ought to resurrect that recipe....
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LESLIE KARST: I first started cooking with my best friend, Nancy, back in elementary school, and one of the first things I remember us preparing was a sauté of tomatoes, onions, and bell peppers. It was amazingly delicious--way better than the vegetables our moms would make--and it wasn't till years later that I realized the reason: we'd cook the veg in an ENTIRE stick of butter. Yikes. But my, oh my, was it good! Maybe I ought to resurrect that recipe....
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Aunt Mary is gone now, but I still have her soup pot and the crinkle dough cutter she brought with her from Italy. I’m already looking forward to Christmas cookie season when I’ll be making cookies from those days, including my version of my aunt’s Glazed Italian Lemon Cookies (Anginetti) and her Italian Bow Tie Cookies (aka Angel’s Wings), pictured below. Click the photo for the recipe…
I also have great early memories of making American treats, which included baking chocolate cake with a light bulb courtesy of my treasured Easy Bake Oven. (Check out the vintage versions below....)
Photo credit: By Bradross63 - Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=38602686 Vintage Easy Bake Ovens (I had the one on the left, LOL!) |
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Cleo- Those look like cruellers my Italian family made at Christmas. I should find my grandmother's recipe. I also had an Aunt Mary and I have some of her recipes.
ReplyDeleteI would bake the cakes (no box mix) and my mother made the pies. I could never make a good pie crust.
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Leona - The fried dough cookies go by many names. There are at least six names in Italy, depending on the region, including crustoli and chiacchiere, and other cultures have their versions, too, of course. I hope you can find your grandmother’s recipe, and you are welcome to try mine (just click the photo above). Nice to know you had an Aunt Mary, as well. I loved her dearly. xoxo
DeleteMy first time cooking was with my grandmother. She was teaching me how to bake bread and to make her wonderful biscuits. Such fond memories. gmorris2384@gmail.com
DeleteThe first thing I remember cooking was a batch of cookies.
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The very first thing I can remember making was cheeseburgers. It was our standard every Friday night meal. I was so happy to get rave reviews from my Dad that I had done it "just right". The first dessert I made was the No Bake Chocolate Cookies - a recipe I still make from time to time.
ReplyDeleteGrowing up, I didn't really take to cooking and wasn't one to stand around trying to make things. It really wasn't until I was out on my own discovering if I wanted to eat the great food Mom made that I had to learn how to prepare them that I really got into cooking and baking.
As the years progressed, I found that it was my passion and preparing meals, snacks or desserts for folks made me happy. Words of praise just caused me to want to do more, experiment further and to continue to improve the craft.
Part of that enjoyment as been hubby convincing folks to tell me how horrible my cooking is and that I definitely need more practice (emphasis on the more practice part). Able to take a good ribbing, I'd think I had failed now if anyone told me something was really good. I've got a whole collection of things that remind me of how folks have kidded me including a letter from one of our senators saying my cooking is so bad, he's thinking of condemning my kitchen to save all humanity.
So although my kitchen abilities started out early, they didn't flourish until much later. I'll always be thankful for my Mom for never giving up on me, having the patience to teach this old dog new tricks and for being the first (and maybe the only) one to tell how good my cooking had become.
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That's too funny, Kay! I was also motivated to cook because I like good food and the best way to get it is to learn how to make it yourself! My husband always says why go out to eat when your cooking is so much better. (I may have shot myself in the foot there--perhaps I should burn a few dishes so he'll take me out!)
DeleteTrue, but often when we do go out I'm disappointed because I know it would have tasted better if we had made it. Guess it helps me that Hubby loves to bake/cook as much as I do AND he doesn't mind clean up duty. :)
DeleteFirst thing I remember cooking as a kid was spaghetti and meat sauce. It’s and easy dish to cook . I also taught my aunt how to make this dish also.
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DeleteI made an Italian ice thing. I remember the ingredients saying juice of one lemon. I didn’t know how much that was an added cups of lemon juice instead of tablespoons. Pucker power!!
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My mouth puckered up just reading that!
DeleteI can remember making scrambled eggs in the microwave. My sister and I would pretend we were on a cooking show and explain each step to each other. mishy325 at gmail dot com
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun memory! I remember playing outside and "cooking" --rocks were pork chops, leaves were vegetables. Fortunately we knew better than to try to eat any of it!
DeleteI think that my first attempt at cooking was a Wacky Cake, the depression style cake with no eggs or milk. Unfortunately, I mixed up the ingredients and put in two tablespoons of baking soda instead of a teaspoon. My family teased me for years and I hated baking soda for life.
ReplyDeleteOh, no! I'm always afraid of doing something like that especially if I'm distracted.
DeleteThe first thing I remember making was homemade pizza and pizza sauce. We had pizza every Friday night. I carry on that tradition with my own family!
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I think my first cooking adventure was at Christmas with my mom and grandma to make Krumkake. Lots of baking ensured after that.
ReplyDeleteI made cookies a lot with my mom and homemade Twix bars with my grandma. I think I helped dad too- he was the stay at home parent and would often start a stew or casserole that could just be heated up when mom got home from work.
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Hot dogs and mac & cheese. cheetahthecat1982ATgmailDOTcom
ReplyDeleteThe first thing I remember “making” is Jello.
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For me, it was instant chocolate pudding. My mother had one of those egg beater thingies where you turned the crank and the beaters went around and around. I loved using that. I would beat the pudding half to death lol. As a matter of fact, the thing is still in my pantry somewhere....
DeleteMemories are tricky things. Do I remember it or do I remember talking about it at some point?
ReplyDeleteI have a recollection of talking about how I've been cooking since I could see the top of the stove. And a vague memory of making a special dinner for my parents that (I think) included a veal roast with a coffee rub. (@Cleo alert!)
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Fun memories. My mother said I watched Francois Pope from my high chair so I guess I was always into cooking shows. I remember the Kraft Dinner Tuna Casserole was my speciality at about age 9. Then I learned along with my aunt to make the homemade pizza recipe she had found in the newspaper, so I think I literally have been cooking my whole life! Thanks for a fun column and great giveaway. Happy October.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness I was 7 and had been making food for my foster family well my foster mom had passed and I had to learn quick. My foster dad brought my foster moms best friend to our house little did I know they were dating and he called me ahead and told me to make fried chicken. I said ok so they were having fried chicken and we were having a sandwich I was so nervous I undercooked the chicken and served it to them. I had no clue it wasn't on long enough low and behold I hear my dad yell my name. I went in the living room where they were eating he said well the salad is good but the chicken is under cooked. I said "well eat your salad and I will continue to cook the chicken" I went into the kitchen and cried. I cooked the chicken longer and served it to them on another plate it was done. Thank goodness but that was my lesson in cooking chicken. When I was in high school I took home ec and the teacher was so so nice she would give me hints on what to do etc.... As the new foster mom wasn't going to do anything we were there for one thing and that was to do all the chores including cooking everything besides the farm. peggy clayton ptclayton2@aol.com
ReplyDeleteHow sad they didn't appreciate your efforts! I'm glad your home ec teacher took the time to guide you.
DeleteI grew up loving food. My mom is an amazing cook so I have learned to adapt her recipes to gluten free since my celiac diagnosis. I vividly remember making chili at a young age. Still one of my favorite dishes!
ReplyDeleteMy daughter has a gluten intolerance and is learning to work around it.
DeleteThe first thing I remember making in the kitchen was a sandwich for my dad. My mom says I was about 4 years old. To this day sandwiches hold a special place in my heart.
ReplyDeleteI’m sorry I’m new at commenting on a website. That anonymous comment about making my dad a sandwich is from me pinkkat52@yahoo
DeleteHow sweet! I remember making my mother iced (instant) coffee and being very proud!
DeleteMy first attempt was making Kraft dinner. Easy and tasty for lunch. Then I became for adventurous. elliotbencan(at)hotmail(dot)com
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your stories! When I was about 10 (I think) Mom got a cookbook for kids from some place & I did fried eggs using the recipe but what was the best was the recipe for blue milk. It was whole milk, blue food coloring and sugar and I loved it. Nutritionists today I'm sure would ban that kids' cookbook. lnchudej@yahoo.com
ReplyDeleteBut it did get you interested in cooking, which was good!
DeleteCleo, I had the same Easy Bake oven. :-)
ReplyDeleteThe first thing I remember making is the Toll House Cookies from the back of the Nestlé chocolate chip bag. We usually made them on Sunday afternoons after dinner. It was always a nice treat.
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Since my grandmother lived with us for 7 years she was an expert cook and baker which I could never aspire to, but I did make chicken soup on my own one day since I had watched intently whenever my grandmother made her homemade soup. saubleb(at)gmail(dot)com
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DeleteMy Grandmother - Marge - let me bake the cookies with her for Christmas, and she made cinnamon rolls every Saturday! She also made an amazing Swedish Rye bread - but did it with "a bit of this, a pinch of that". When I was married, she finally made a batch, and as she worked, she wrote down the amounts she used - sort of - and I have that recipe that has always been my favorite Rye. Treasured!!
ReplyDeleteThe first thing I remember making on my own was pot roast. We had to always help my mom make it, but one afternoon she wasn’t home and I had to do it!
ReplyDeleteI remember cooking in home economics something called spicy flowerettes.
ReplyDeleteThe first thing I cooked was a roast with potatoes and carrots. It turned out really well but I had many years of watching my mom make them so it turned out well
ReplyDeleteI don't remember the first thing I cooked. Too long ago! It may have been jello. Or a boxed cake mix. My big brother and I were wild about using food coloring in cake mixes, icing, even ice cubes. Much to Dad's disgust. This is Pat D; blogger won't let me sign in.
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Oh my, that's many moon ago! I'm thinking it was spaghetti and meatballs.
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I remember my grandmother teaching me to make pizzelles and bread
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I remember helping my Mom preparing ingredients for stir-fry dishes and soups - I believe my first solo dish was a stir fry.
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I used the Betty Crocker Cookbook for Boys and Girls to make Bunny Salad: Halved canned pears turned cut-side down onto a lettuce leaf, with almond slices stuck in them for ears, raisins (?) for eyes and nose, and a blob of cottage cheese for the cottontail. Not exactly "cooking", but my first memory of doing something by myself in the kitchen, with no help from a grownup. (Signed, Laura Karst)
ReplyDeleteHa! I totally remember those bunny salads! And they tasted pretty darn good, too!
DeletePears and cottage cheese are a good combo. Think I'll have some now, with pears from your garden! (--Laura)
DeleteI will never forget my first experience as a baker. My wife and I married while still at university. She had a part time job as a banquet waitress at night, and we were poorer than church mice. We used to eat macaroni and cheese from a box very often. One night I decided to make myself useful and bake bread. I opened a Betty Crocket cookbook and thought it would be easy...but I couldn't find four. I saw a box of oatmeal, so I substituted...I sifted until my hands were in pain, but got the "four" I needed. I followed all other instructions until the beautiful bread came out. I surprised my wife with the loaf of bread, which my pride and joy...until she took it out of the pan and tried to cut it...Needless to say, my ego was totally deflated when we ended up trashing it because it was as hard as a brick. Fortunately, I was not discouraged, and today I do cook and bake at least edible food :-) Thank you for your generous contest prize, which is a WOW for me from all you beloved authors! Luis at ole dot travel
ReplyDeleteOMG! My first foray into cooking was a full thanksgiving meal for my father and I. I’d moved in with him. He did most of the cooking, but he worked that morning, and told me to make thanksgiving with one of those turkey roasts with all the sides. Seriously, first time in the kitchen was making a freaking turkey dinner!
ReplyDeleteHe got home and we ate it. Meh! We were supposed to go to his boss’s house for dessert, thank goodness!
We get there, and they waited dinner on us! Daddy whispered “shit up and eat”. I did.
Then we had to go to his girlfriend’s house. And she had a plate of warm leftovers waiting! Daddy whispered “shit up and eat”. I did.
So not only was my first time in the kitchen a fancy meal, I ate 3 fancy meals in about 8 hours! Lol
Wow...this takes me way back! My earliest memory of "doing it by myself" was a chocolate mint cake, from a box. My mom was a nurse, so shift work was the norm then, I was 8 or 9 and had helped her cook and bake, so was very confident I could make that cake and save her the time, so Sunday morning while she was getting ready for church, I made the cake. Now while it tasted just fine, I made a hug mess while pouring it into the pans, getting batter all over myself, no apron and already dressed for church! Needless to say, many tears, a clean dress and awhile before I baked alone again.
ReplyDeleteMy mother was always cooking when I was young and she always let me hang out in the kitchen and watch and "help." The first thing I remember her teaching me to cook was my grandmother's fudge cake recipe, which includes coffee and sour milk (pretty unusual for the mid 1970's). I loved making it from scratch and to this day I can't make a cake from a cake mix. It never turns out! aut1063(at)gmail(dot)com.
ReplyDeleteThe first thing I ever cooked was scrambled eggs. I was home sick and everyone went to work leaving me home to fend for myself. The hardest part was cracking the egg without dropping the whole thing on the floor.
ReplyDeleteMy earlist memory of cooking was my Easy Bake Oven. I loved it so much. It was so much fun to creat yummy treats. As I grew older, I graduated to stove top cooking and eventually to the oven. cherierj(at)yahoo(dot)com
ReplyDeleteI think the first thing I baked were cookies. I learned desserts from my Mom who did everything from scratch. In school, I took Home-Economics & made white corn muffins & I still have all of my recipes from that class.
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DeleteI was preparing my own breakfast in Kindergarten, because my Mom did not like to get up early in the morning. Basically it was cold cereal and milk. By first grade I was making toast with butter, cinnamon and sugar (my Dad taught me that). Before the end of that year I was scrambling my own eggs for breakfast and helping my brother and sister with their breakfasts.
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welcome everyone. it was fun to read all your "firsts" in the kitchen. my first was making scrambled eggs for a family of seven. LOL the eggs came out good but they disappeared so fast. I know three hungry boys would do that. but so fast. well I guess that means it was a success. mom had made pancakes to go with.
ReplyDeleteI do not remember the first thing I ever made in the kitchen. However when I was probably around 8 or 9, I had a Betty Crocker's Cook Book for Boys and Girls that I adored. There were a dozen children represented and the children tried out the cookbook recipes in their home kitchens. There were sketches of the children and their comments about the various recipes. I made many, many recipes from that cookbook when I was quite young. My spiral bound copy fell apart over the years. I found a reprint of the original a few years ago and will pass it on to the grandchildren when they are ready to cook.
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It was a meatloaf when my mother was out of the country with her students. I was determined to take on the cooking while she was gone for the household and made my first meatloaf, baked some cookies, and didn’t burn anything. Today, although my husband says he hates meatloaf when I made my version, he couldn’t help but change his mind! Cynthia.Wasco@gmail.com
ReplyDeleteI just remember my Mom teaching me to cook because it was something she had to learn from my Dad when they got married. My Grandmother did not cook since she had to work two jobs and had no time to cook, work and bring up two girls. My Mom was determined her girls would know how to cook and we turned out to be pretty good. I was about 12 years old.
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I started cooking when I got married my poor husband had to try so many bad dishes but after 33 years my cooking skills has improved greatly I am always looking for new dishes to try
ReplyDeleteNot really cooking, but my mom would give me pie dough to play with, like play dough, to keep me busy while she nade pies. Also, I remember being in charge of putting the sprinkles on the Christmas tea cakes
ReplyDeleteI made chocolate chip cookies for my older brothers and was so proud when they said they liked them. Jcook22@yahoo.com Jane
ReplyDeleteMy mom worked so I would start dinner for her. Beef stew and roast beef were made regularly. My dad was meat and potatoes. On Saturdays I got to bake a cake, from a box mix, iced with homemade icing. Thankfully my cooking and baking has evolved since.
ReplyDeleteOops forgot my email after beef stew and cake mix. Lol cindybond@shaw.ca
ReplyDeleteMy mom wasn't interested in cooking so I didn't cook much until I was in my teens. Then it was a lot of trial and error. My best friend and I used to bake cookies when she stayed overnight. We used whatever we could find and sometimes the substitutions weren't so good. Whole wheat flour does not make the best cookies.
ReplyDeleteMy story is much like Maya's, I remember making pancakes as a kid but they ended up burnt because I think I had the griddle set to high. With that failed attempt I decided to steer clear of the kitchen until I was a senior in college and got the crazy idea to repurpose the jack o lantern into a Thanksgiving pie. I am not even sure where I got the recipe because I didn't own a computer and I didn't surf the net back in those days. I did manage to cook the raw pumpkin, mash it up by hand for the most part and pureed it with a blender (now a days I use my Cuisinart wand, so much simpler) mixed and poured into a Keebler graham cracker ready made pie crust. I was so excited! My mother was pleasantly surprised and wanted to know who I was and what I had done with her noncooking daughter LOL. Ever since then, the kitchen has become my favorite part of the house. Thank you for sharing your stories and for the amazing five book giveaway! tracy.condie@gmail.com or tracy.condie at gmail dot com.
ReplyDeleteThe very first thing I remember cooking was French toast with my mom. It was pretty crispy but I was excited. Katherinestamps at msn dot com
ReplyDeleteIt was probably something that we made in Girl Scouts! lindaherold999(at)gmail(dot)com
ReplyDeleteI think the first thing I ever cooked in the kitchen was helping my mom make either cookies or a birthday cake! tWarner419@aol.com
ReplyDeleteMy first time cooking was a round 2 layer cake and it was still warm when I applied the icing. But since then my cakes are better.
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Must have been when I asked how to make egg salad sandwiches
ReplyDeleteThe first thing I made by myself were pancakes from my Betty Crocker Junior Cookbook. They weren’t just pancakes, but pancakes with designs cooked into them. It was such fun creating designs into the pancakes for everyone. My mom was a Home Ec teacher when I was younger and I got to help cook from a really young age but that was the first thing I made on my own.
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