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What was the first thing you learned to make?

The first thing I learned to make was hot dogs, I remember distinctly being mad at my mother for making chicken one night when I wanted hot dogs. She was peeved but she told me how to cook them. I boiled them for ten minutes and then ate them. It was really great. then I think I learned to bake and scramble eggs. I used to make scrambled eggs for my parents on weekend mornings, they were nice enough to eat my concoctions!

What about you?

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  1. I think it was Jello or maybe instant pudding. My Mom always included us in the kitchen (Unless she was deep frying, then we had to get out) I also remember learning to make playdough, salt, oil, flour, food colouring.

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    1. re: ike04

      Ike - I forgot about the playdough! Also the home made glue - flour and water and I think cream of tartar.

      My mom was a true home cook (lots of kids and not a lot of $$). She made bread and rolls weekly. I remember getting a piece of dough and forming it into a small baking pan.

      She made beans from dried and I remember sorting thru the beans to clean them.

      She made butter and I remember shaking the jar 'till it was made.

      Pies were for holidays or church functions and we'd get a chunk of pie to form into our 'patty pans' (don't know why we called them that but we did)

      Homemade ice cream w/ the hand crank.

      Mom went back to work and eventually 'assigned' dinner to each child. I was in school and working a split shift for 2 jobs. My turn at dinner was to put bread, butter and jelly (home canned from fruit) on the table with knives. I was barely home long enough to eat and change clothes. I was quickly removed from this rotation.

      I probably didn't start cooking from a recipe until after I was married.

    2. Christmas cookies! I must have been at least 3 years old. I'm sure I was more of a hindrance than a help, but 46 or so years later I am still baking them; and my love and passion for baking has only increased. In fact, I used to be able to stay home a day or two from school each December just to help her. Great memories! Pressed spritz cookies were a big thing with us...I still love using that machine.

      1. What a great thread! Brings up old memories! I too was in the kitchen for most of my mothers cooking when I was little so its tough to remember what the first thing I learned was other than just general bits of wisdom- but I know I was involved with Christmas cookies from a very young age- and I had responsibility for sorting cranberries and measuring for cranberry sauce for Thanksgiving when I was little as well-even if I didnt stir the hot pot :-)

        The first recipe I learned by heart though-after Cranberry sauce- Toll House Chocolate Chip Cookies haha

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        1. re: fmcoxe6188

          Yes, I believe Chocolate Chip cookies were the first thing that I learned to make. Although in reality it may have been Kraft Macaroni and Cheese.

        2. From a cookbook, a kid's cookbook, it was "cinnamon toast". Butter, brown sugar and cinnamon on bread, put under the broiler until the sugar melted. A too sweet disgusting mess that I loved as a kid. It included the lesson that you can' t put sugar near a fire and walk away.

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          1. re: EdwardAdams

            Wow, I think that was the first thing I ever made too - and it sounds like the same cookbook.

            The first real meal I learned was spaghetti and meatballs, when I was about 8.

            1. re: EdwardAdams

              My mom showed me how to make cinnamon toast, too, but ours was the cinnamon sugar mixture on buttered wheat toast. Then my mom had me put a slice of peach on top and sprinkle sugar on it. I hated it at the time, but it sounds pretty good to me now.

              1. re: MrsJTW

                Cinnamon, white sugar, mixed together then sprinkled on top of hot buttered toast until it soaked up all the butter and you could see cracks in the cinnamon sugar coating.

                I must confess I still eat it that way from time to time . . .

                1. re: ZenSojourner

                  Yes and try to get a bite before it's all soaked up just for the gritty bite of the raw sugar that you weren't supposed to eat anyway, clandestine sugar-cube palming and eating aside.

                  1. re: buttertart

                    That's torn it! Off to make some cinnamon toast . . .

                      1. re: buttertart

                        Two different faces, but in tight places
                        We think and we act as one

                        Mmmmm . . . cinnamony-sugary-buttery goodness! With plenty of milk to wash it down!

                        Of course I have cinnamon sugar leftover, so I'll have to have some more soon.

                        ;D

              2. re: EdwardAdams

                did you mash the sugar and cinnamon into the butter and spread it on the bread as a paste before broiling? That's what my Mom taught me and it makes the most divine crunchy crust. Everyone else I know just spread the butter and sprinkled.

                It takes a LOT of butter. Someday, when I'm old and don't care how I look anymore, I'm going to go back to eating that for breakfast ;-)

                1. re: EdwardAdams

                  Me too. The book that I took out from the library was called Cooking for Boys (age 7 or so) and my recipe did not involve a broiling step. First real recipe was a blanquette de veau (age 14) and I recall the white sauce turning green from a too early addition of chopped parsley.

                2. I remember watching the eggs scramble and being fasinated. Christmas "ribbon" cookies were a tradition. Watching Grandma makes the dough, roll it out, hand us a piece of rolled out dough, use a rolling cutter to get your strip, pinch to form pockets, form into a rosette, then they were fried. Drizzle honey onto cooled rosettes and sprinkle with powdered sugar. HEAVEN