Thursday, January 22, 2015
Master Chef Son #1
Son #1 will be an amazing cook when he is an adult. He has been interested in cooking since he was a toddler. Every time I go into the kitchen to bake or make a meal, Son #1 is there beside me wanting to help. Sometimes, I let him help me, Sometimes, I'm in a hurry and I have to tell him that he can't help that day. Son #1 is usually a little sad when he can't help. However, he is always very excited when he can help.
One of Son #1's favorite shows on television is Master Chef Junior. He studies the children as they chop, slice, blend, fry, saute, bake, and arrange an exquisite plate of food. He usually cheers for the chefs that are around his age. I think he identifies with them and hopes that they will find a way to win in spite of being the youngest kids on the television show.
After one particularly captivating show, Son #1 decided that he was going to make supper. I was thrilled. Son #1 opened the pantry door and began to inspect the food on the shelves. He put his index finger to his chin and tapped it slightly as he pondered his choices. Once a few minutes had passed, my oldest son reached up to a middle shelf. He wrapped his fingers around two boxes and brought them to the kitchen counter. Then, Son #1 announced. "I'm going to make macaroni and cheese for supper tonight!"
"Mmm! That sounds yummy!" I said with a smile.
Son #1 grinned and started to read the directions. He knelt down to search a cabinet for a large cooking pot. Carefully, he filled it with water but he could not carry it to the stove. "Mommy!" Son #1 called. "The pot's too heavy! Can you help me?"
"No. I wish I could help you. I can't lift it because I just had surgery. Let me get your dad." I replied. I peeked into my husband's office and said. "Hey, Honey. Son #1 needs you to carry a pot of water to the stove. I can't lift it because it's too heavy."
"Hang on." My husband said absentmindedly. Quickly, he wrapped up a few tasks on the computer and came out to the kitchen to help.
As soon as my husband entered the kitchen, Son #1 pleaded. "Dad! Help me get this pot to the stove. I've tried and I've tried but it's too heavy."
"Sure!" My husband said cheerfully. Then, he watched curiously as Son #1 turned on the heat to the appropriate level. My husband and I talked about our day as we waited for the water to boil. Son #1 ran off to play in the living room. Periodically, he popped into the kitchen to peer at the water in the pot. Finally, the water boiled.
As Son #1 added the noodles to the pot, my husband advised. "You'll want to stir the noodles every few minutes so they won't stick together." Son #1 nodded his head seriously and began to search for a wooden spoon in the drawer beside the stove. Once a wooden spoon was located, Son #1 climbed onto a chair and followed his dad's instructions. When the noodles had softened, my husband helped our oldest son pour the noodles into a colander. The hot water drained quickly from the noodles. Then, the noodles were placed back into the pot.
Son #1 looked at the cooked noodles in the pot and asked. "What's next?"
I responded. "Look at the instructions."
Son #1 picked up the macaroni and cheese box. He read the instructions aloud. "Add 4 tablespoons of butter and 1/4 cup of milk."
"Don't forget to double that." My husband reminded. Son #1 opened the refrigerator door. My husband help our oldest son carry the ingredients to the counter. Then, my husband helped our son measure out the proper amounts. Slowly, Son #1 stirred the ingredients into the pot. Finally, Son #1 added the cheese. As soon as he finished mixing in the cheese, our oldest son announced. "The food is ready!"
My husband, Son #1, Son #2, and I grabbed our plates. We served ourselves a wonderful portion of rich, creamy, macaroni and cheese. When we took a bite, we all agreed it was delicious.
Son #1 is completely inspired by these young chefs on Master Chef Junior. At different times during this week, he has helped me make tacos, blueberry muffins, and rice. I'm starting to get spoiled.