Several years ago, my daughter, Wendy, was up visiting during a Thanksgiving break from college.
Wendy has always been “kinda” interested in cooking. She never had to do a lot of cooking, a being blessed with a “helicopter” mother. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and I just love all of the food. Our standard procedure was that she would chop and get the ingredients out and I would do all the mixing and etc.
It suddenly dawned on me that one day I might not (MIGHT NOT?!) be around to do this and she would really be clueless as how to prepare the dishes that our family loved. I then decided to start typing out all of the favorite family recipes.
A cookbook was started for my daughter, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter with fun graphics and step-by-step directions on how to prepare each dish. The net effect, all family recipes are now out of the vault and into the hands of my family and friends.
My daughter now makes my “Slap Yo Mamma Mac and Cheese” much better than I ever thought I could. My internationally famous Iced Sugar Cookies are now a signature item of my granddaughter, Sascha. She has become a genie when it comes to decorating them. The best I can do now is to the mix up the ingredients and then leave the kitchen.
The cook has now become the assistant and it’s a mighty fine position to be in.
My family recipes will now live on long after I am gone and that brings a smile to my face.