Tuesday night was a momentous day in life on this side of our picket fence. Mr Busy has officially begun the journey to independent cooking. He has been baking on his own for quite some time now, and he's been pestering incessantly about cooking a meal. Well, he's 13 and this is the prescribed year in our Program of Gradual Release. I decided pasta bolognese is pretty tough to butcher so that's the meal he will master. I was with him the whole time and instructed him in every step, which he then completed himself. The only thing that stumped him was chopping onions. I did one half to demonstrate and then insisted he would only learn to be independent if he did it himself. And he did a pretty fine job for a novice.
At some point this week I will type and laminate the recipe and instructions - all of which reside in my head at present. And then he will be all set to have a go with me sitting on the other side of the bench to engage in some relaxed and more distant supervision.
The verdict? A very fine meal. No one would have known a novice had produced it had they not been told and the event celebrated with exuberance and praise.
Sorry there is no spiffy, artistic looking photograph to go with this - I only remembered to take a photo as Mr Busy was putting the leftovers away!
1 comment:
What a wonderful day for Mr. Busy and you! Jack has cooked a few meals, but I really need to get him into the regular meal prep rotation. It's so nice when someone else cooks dinner for you, isn't it?
xofrances
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