Well, I never blogged before, and I really have no idea why I am doing it now, other than I live so far out in the sticks we have to pump in sunshine, so its a good way for me to babble myself out before my husband comes in for lunch/dinner.
Maybe I should start with how I learned to cook...
My mom was a great cook! But..unfortunately, she never taught me anything. I was the 5th of 5 kids, but was so far behind the rest, I was sort of raised like an only child with burned out parents...so, when I struck out on my own...I bought a Betty Crocker cookbook and learned how to bake a potato:)
Grilled cheese sandwiches were my specialty when I married the first time, but after my first son was born, my hubby elected me to make the entire Thanksgiving dinner for two different sets of friends who were driving LONG distances to visit us...and I had never, ever cooked a turkey or any of the other stuff that goes with it, and my mom lived 18 hours away! Nevertheless...it turned out great, thanks to numerous phone calls and shorthand, and so launched me into the world of cooking. I am not a great cook, btw...I only have some great recipes. Several young women I have met have told me they dont know how to cook, and my standard answer is "Do you know how to read?" That usually silences them...it probably irritates them that I always buy them little kitchen gadgets for their birthdays too...can't help it, I am obnoxious that way.
I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE kitchen gadgets by the way! If our house burned down (which it can't, because its made of stone and concrete) I would not rush to save the photos...I would grab my laptop and my KitchenAid, along with my BacktoBasics Apple/Potato Peeler...I could not survive long without these 3 things...my dog, I trust, would follow me out the door safely, along with my husband.
Our first real house that we lived in, I had a GREAT kitchen built...it didnt have all the nifty stuff available these days, but for 30 years ago it was nice... it was large and I liked it! The view out the window was FABULOUS! I could see all my flowers thru there, and it helped me be motivated to do the dishes. WE no longer live there. We live on a large ranch now, as my husband and I are "ranch hands". We are living in a nearly 100 yr old cookhouse. Don't be misled to think that means it has a great kitchen! It doesn't...yet. It means there were 2 doors on the building for the cowboys to come in, or go out...and a room big enough for the 3 tables they sat to eat at. We tore out the center monstrosity that was too low to work at, (even with my short legs...)and knocked out a partial wall to open up the area. I begged for a dishwasher, but it wasn't until I broke my shoulder last year and hubby was gonna have to do dishes that we got one. Sometimes we need to take drastic measures! And last summer...they built a functioning bathroom on the "house" a year after we moved in, and that was pretty exciting!
Next year...the kitchen! At least I got Randyman to build me a Hoosier cabinet from a kit, as there are NO cupboards, counters, closets or drawers in this house! My only working surface to cook on is a 2x2' butcher block that is a family heirloom. We made a neat new friend...he is a professional chef...an EXECUTIVE chef, even. He made us dinner at my house and said "This kitchen SUCKS!" yes...we are of a like mind...so..next year!
Enough about me! tell me about yourselfs! :)