My daughter Brielle is an up and coming chef. With a large family of 7, we love that. Especially me, I love that, because she helps me all the time. Let me also say she is only 13, but she absolutely loves to cook. She’s been cooking with me since she was about 3. Now she is getting to the point, that as long as I’m home, I’m comfortable with her in the kitchen. She’s good at it. She’s not so great about the cleaning up part, but she is doing wonderfully with the cooking part. Small steps, that’s what it’s all about. Right?
She can follow a recipe like there is no tomorrow. Sure, we’ve had a few mishaps – once she made chocolate rice pudding and forgot to “cook” the rice first. That was hilarious and still she tried so hard to eat it. Bless her. We each took a bite to please her, but there was no stomaching that. There wasn’t even any swallowing that. Side note: She has since successfully made delicious rice pudding, so there’s hope after a mishap.
She wants to go to school to become a pastry chef. She has wanted that for two years, so I wonder if it will stick. She’s getting so good at making all kinds of things.
She makes a killer omelet, even if the presentation isn’t perfect – it still tastes scrumptious.
She makes great pasta dishes, with an unlimited supply of sauces out of a cookbook she can make. Love that.
Tonight she made her first ever batch of deviled eggs. I’m pretty impressed. They taste great, they were super easy and didn’t require much as far as ingredients go (which worried me as far as flavor went, but they are actually good!)
She used a little too much paprika, but there is definitely a fine art as far as sprinkling the eggs. She made PERFECT hard boiled eggs, because I taught her well.
Here are her perfectly hard boiled and peeled eggs.
And here is her beautiful finished product (ignore the massive amount of paprika!) I’m very proud of her!