I have cooking and preparing meals for my family since I was 10 or 11 or so. I love to cook and bake, although I don't enjoy the daily grind of cooking for my family when we're all in a hurry. I try to keep it organized and interesting for this reason.
I am a certified doula, breastfeeding counsellor, and prenatal instructor, but have put that aside for a few years to spend more time with my family as it is very demanding at times. I am a true birth junkie, though!
I also play bass guitar in a worship team at my church. Our church has 4 services, so when it's my weekend up, I'm there all weekend. I love it! Music is my other passion. I feel so filled up when I'm done with the weekend!
My favorite things to cook
I love to cook traditional Mennonite food as that's how I grew up. We are not the pennsylvania dutch Mennonites, rather Russian German Mennonites. I also love Mexican and Italian food and would love to cook more Asian food, but that's not my family's favourite. I do sneak in a good stir fry as often as I can, though.
My favorite family cooking traditions
I grew up on meat and potatoes type of meals, but have expanded way beyond that now. I ate roll kuchen (deep fried rolled yeast dough) with watermelon (rabuse - low german word for it), kielke(wide noodles) with smondtfat (white cream gravy), vereneki (cottage cheese perogies that are boiled) with rhubarb sauce and smondtfat, and farmer sausage, just to name a few things.
My cooking triumphs
When we were first married, I prepared a Christmas dinner for my husband and some friends. I stuffed and roasted 4 cornish game hens, made scalloped potatoes, garlic butter corn, and made a sour cream apple pie for desert. That was probably the most memorable meal I've ever made.
My cooking tragedies
When we were first married, I was making some noodle dish and we didn't have pots and pans yet (we had just gotten home from our honey moon). I had heard my mom say that a dish I had was oven safe and that I could put it on the stove. I didn't hear her say 'only on low heat'. I was just finishing adding the final ingredients to the one dish meal and it was all boiling in this glass dish and the dish exploded sending glass and supper across the kitchen. I burst into tears because I was so embarrassed. I was trying to show my new husband what a good cook I was. He couldn't stop laughing! I did eventually laugh, too. We ordered in pizza that night.