Hi, I'm Elski. Turns out that people heading off on their own need to learn to feed themselves, fancy that! Plus I'm getting tired of Mum cooking stuff I can't stand or else that we've eaten dozens of times already. So, here I am.
My favorite things to cook
Easy. Easy is good. Too bad my tastes exceed my cooking ability; still, I guess the only way to improve is to try harder and harder things! I love curry, but I never get to cook it, because the smell makes the rest of my family nauseous. I'm also interested in good-tasteing low-carb recipies, because Mum went a round with pancreatic cancer and, as a now border-line diabetic, needs to eat low-carb, doctor's orders. I'm also always on the lookout for things that freeze well and/or can be cooked in a dorm, because university, here I come!
My cooking triumphs
Yay! In this, the month of August, 2007, I have at long last cooked my very first meal that included (oh, the horrer) vegtables! Apple-Stuffed Squash, to be exact, served with pork cooked in mushroom soup concentrate and a no-name 'wild rice'. My father pronounced it all the more tasty because he didn't have to raise a finger to get it on the table.
Past cooking triumphs include cooking six dozen fleish piroshki as a special treat for as friend's birthday party. This event heralded both my first attempt at feeding the masses and my first go at yeast cooking. I spent the whole day on it and almost killed myself stressing over whether the dough was rising correctly, but they turned out well and were declared by my very Menno friends to be a great sucess.
My cooking tragedies
The very first thing I ever tried to cook, when I was in about grade two, was minute rice. The measurement for the water was in cups. The measurment for the rice was in cups. The measurment for the butter and salt was in teaspoons. My family pronounced it the greasiest, saltiest rice ever cooked.
My next attemt at cooking anything more complex then Kraft Dinner came in grade seven, in the form of a recipe for lemon cookies. Somehow I managed to forget to add flour. Need I say more?
Thankfully, I've now learned to read recipes since then, and things are looking up. ^_^ (That is, excluding the occasional blender incident... but lets not talk about that, shall we?)