In 1957 my husband married his first wife. She did not know how to cook. This was 1957 and I have no idea why she could not cook.
the first time she made spaghetti she just put the raw burger in the pot, dumped all the ingredients in and stirred and boiled.
Gross...
The second time she cooked, Bob thought of something easy so he told her how to make pigs in a blanket. He told her to slice the hotdogs, put cheese in and wrap bacon around and secure with toothpicks.
When he got home she was in tears because she could not get the bacon to wrap. She fried it first.
My first daughter in law had never cooked a turkey. She decided to cook it in the microwave. It would not fit in a pan, so she just stuffed the turkey tightly in and closed the door.....and turned it on.... do you have a visual on what happens when a turkey cooks NOT in a pan.....
When did you learn to cook? I was about 10
any cooking stories?
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Look at that snail!!! Wow....what an image. By the way, the moss rose is one of Bud's favorites.
Great photo Sandra.
And, it's odd that the alligator eye didn't show for you. Sorry. A blogger glitch?
That is a great photo! What a little rascal!
About cooking: I'm pretty sure I learned pretty young, but a lot of what I learned was from my husband's grandfather after we were married. I love cooking. I always have main ingredients on hand, and then it's just a matter of how to combine them. Trial and error isn't bad, but I can't imagine shoving a turkey in the microwave and slamming the door shut. LOL
Love that snail. And even I could cook better than that, but fortunately I don't have to since hubby loves to cook and is just so good at it. And I got here via feedly.
Beautiful shot! I can just imagine the mess in the microwave..I wouldn't want to have to be the one to clean that up.
Great photo Sandra, the moss rose is gorgeous and you made that snail look real cute. Cooking stories? I enjoyed those mentioned here. I think I turned into a pretty good cook but after six months into marriage husband bought me a cook book. He swears it wasn't so that I could cook him something other than pork chops and boiled vegetables, but I'm not sure I believe him to this day ;)
My fist mistake when first married I was making scalped potatoes first time. I mixed all ingredients perfect and sat it on the back burner on medium to cook. Then left the room. After all it was going to cook. Right. Then I hear a bang and an explosion. My scalloped potatoes and the milk and all the ingredients all over. My glass pan in pieces on the stove and all over the stove and on the floor. Oh my goodness how could that have happened. I did all what I seen my sister in-law do. I thought she was cooking it on the burner. What did I do wrong.
I phoned sister in-law. No, no she said. I took it out out of the oven and put it yes on the burner but the burner was not on.I put it there while I did other things preparing the supper and setting the table for supper. She was laughing, oh my she kept saying more. laughing. I guess you had no supper. Well sort of I started laughing.
Now how stupid is that. Well you can figure the mess I had to clean up and the the meat in the oven that was cooked and the veggies.
Thank goodness for that. Or we would of been having hot-dog night. My experience. Now you know why my hubby is the cook. Even to this day.
My brother in law (Carole's Husband) cooked a large potato in the microwave, did not poke holes or wrap in any thing. Yep! it exploded.
He was so mad. His son Kevin laughed uncontrollably, brother in law chased Kevin out the door into the yard but never caught him. Kevin still laughs about this.
Gorgeous flower and I haven't seen a real snail in a long time...
lets make soup. LOL
I learned to cook or at least I started watching my Chef Annie Ma (first grand child could not saw G so it was Annie Ma instead of GrandMa) when I was little. My cousin and I were watching her make chicken pastry. While Annie Ma's back was turned my cousin who was about 9 decided the pot needed stirring...Well as you probably know you do not stir chicken pastry cause it breaks the pastry.
LOL My first prepared meal was at about 10 I made Chef Boyardee Pizza for my parents.
Hugs Cecilia
B is feeling much better...up,shaved and showered. I'm making chicken noodle soup for supper.
You have some gorgeous photos--this post and others. OMG, the turkey story is priceless. I learned to cook by watching my mom. She never taught me--that would've been too much trouble! Love you, Mom. But I learned pretty well just watching. Too well according to my husband because Mom was heavy-handed with the black and red pepper, which Charles wasn't used to. So he drank a lot of water with our meals until I learned to dial it back!
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cute little snail. you kinda just turned my stomach on the other stories. :)
We learned to cook as soon as we could stand in a chair and reach the stove.
I can make a meal after the rest of the family thinks there are no groceries in the house.
I'm a taster. Add a bit of this and that, taste again.
PS: Absolutely LOVE these photos.
Those are some fun cooking stories. That poor turkey! :) I learned myself how to cook, basically from reading cookbooks and watching TV cooking shows.
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Fabulous image of the snail and the words had me laughing. :)
My husband cooks, I didn't learn until after we were married.
Oh, I was distracted from that awesome picture by your stories. I just wanted to say what a neat photo it is with the snail.
oh my....I can just see what the inside of that oven looked like...I learned cooking when I was around 10...spaghetti...when my worked nights...if it was my turn to cook we had spaghetti...if it was my Step Dads turn...we had scrambled hamburger meat and Lima beans...I do not like Lima beans to this day...great photos...love that snail...oh boy would Hotrod love that snail...he is really in to bugs and lizards and frogs...and well you know all things slimy..
We were required to take Home Ec. in High School so learned some basic cooking skills. Cute little snail on the moss rose.
Oh my - those are the funniest stories! Love your photo too.
She put the turkey in the microwave with no pan underneath? Oh vey.
Lol. I have been blessed. I was never really allowed in the kitchen to cook but I just got the hang of it from the start. I love cooking.
Oh my gosh, I'm still laughing over the visual of trying to cook a turkey stuffed into the microwave!
I didn't learn to cook until I was married. Luckily I'd had Home Ec in high school and learned a few basic things.
Great photo of the snail in the flower!
I guess I learned some basics in home economics in school (in 'junior high'). And I can read! Can't say mum "taught" me much cooking (even if I probably picked up things by watching her). But gave me a cookbook when I moved away from home. I've never thought of myself as a great cook though - I keep to fairly simple stuff most of the time. (But which I mean not too complicated or too many ingredients.) And I never cooked a turkey. But then turkey does not really belong in our traditions like it does in the US!
Forgot to say that first image is really gorgeous (in spite of not being all that crazy about snails).
Sandra, this reminds me so much of the T.V. show "The Worst Cooks In America" It is great and we watch it every week. Bobby Flay is one of the mentors. I can cook well, I just can't stand for long. When I have to watch and stir a lot, I pull a chair up to the stove and sit. One day when I was a teenager, I came home from school and my folks had bought one of those new fangled blenders. So of course I had to immediately make a chocolate shake. But after I made it, I didn't know how to get the jar out of the base. So I UNSCREWED it. I think we all know what happens when you unscrew the jar from the base. Shake blows all over the kitchen and I got such a bad shock that I was THROWN clear across the kitchen. I was STUNNED to see the snail, then I realized you must have edited the picture, right???
Back in 1957 I thought all females knew how to cook and make everything from scratch.
I can't say when I learned to cook but I guess it was early from watching. I cant think of any major disasters I've had either. Some things didn't come out so good but nothing that would make a good story
My grandmother taught me to make biscuits when I had to stand on a stool to reach the counter! But as far as real cooking, I was a pre-teen when I started helping out in the kitchen on a regular basis. I remember my first attempt at fried chicken...golden on the outside, very pink on the inside! I was much better by the time I said "I do"!!
Love your pretty photos and the stories. The funniest story I remember is when my parents first married, mother had dad's parents to eat with them. Mom had gone to the kitchen to get tea refills and she overheard daddy apologize for her biscuits. Turns out HIS MOTHER made the biscuits! woops!
Mr. Snail is really enjoying the pretty Moss Rose.
Funny stories, I didn't know any woman couldn't cook back in the 50s. I was helping my grandma and my dad cook as soon as I could reach the stove while standing on a chair. Then learned more in Home Ec class. I'm one of those who rarely uses a recipe, just a bit of this and that and taste often.
That poor microwave.
Oh dear that was some cooking stories :) i learned to cook early and later on i spent five years being a manager and chef in the catering group in a pluton of the national quard service a part of the swedish army. It was great fun
Now those stories make even me look like a gourmet!...:)JP
That is pretty crazy that she didn't cook. Who didn't cook back then!!! I didn't learn to cook until I was married so I would have been 20. Excellent close up of the snail on the moss roses.
What a fun post....love your ramblings. There was once a woman who knew how to cook the perfect roast and had been doing it for years. She was teaching her daughter what to do and part of the instructions were to cut off each end of the roast before putting it in the pan. The daughter asked why she did that, and the mother said, "I don't know, that's just how my mother always did it." That made her curious so she called up her mom and asked her. She said, "Well in those days I only had a small pan and the roast was always too big, so I cut off the ends to make it fit!" haha Sounds like something I'd do!
At age 8 I became a latch key kid and had to put together our breakfast, cereal or toast, or lunch, canned soup warmed and toast and cookies after school . By 10 I was using a frying pan for grilled cheese and fancy hot dogs and it grew from there. I did my first turkey alone at age 14 because my parents were away and would be back in time for Thanksgiving dinner on our October Monday holiday back in 1960. It was an awesome dinner:)
They had gone to Montreal to fetch my grandpa and aunt who had arrived as immigrants and came by boat!
There was much to be thankful for.
Fantastic picture of the snail on the flower. The cooking stories were most interesting. My dad taught me to make biscuits when I was 5, I have been cooking ever since. Hugs
I love the picture of the snail on the flower! I've never seen one do that but then again I really don't have many flowers around here. I can't imagine not being able to cook! I do know how to follow a recipe. If it doesn't turn out right it is usually the recipe and not me. Example is some cookies we made for Santa using a Martha Stewart recipe. They tasted like play dough! I tried another recipe of hers and it was awful too. I won't try another recipe of hers again. I didn't really start cooking until I was a teen but I do know I knew how to make spaghetti at that age! lol
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