Me & Grandma: Teaching my daughter to cook
I’m not complaining, but I was definitely the No. 1 Daughter’s Chauffeur over the weekend.
I hauled my daughter around all day on Saturday, starting with a morning meeting of a teen leadership group about 40 miles across town from our house and a trek to pick up Girl Scout cookies from the troop leader. On Sunday, we stayed at church several hours longer than usual so that my daughter could attend a meeting of a ministry she’s interested in. By the time we got home, she had homework and I needed to finish up some work on my estate plan in preparation for a meeting with a lawyer (more on that later). We ate leftovers for dinner.
We were too busy over the weekend to do our planned cooking class. My one-year effort to teach my daughter to cook is going to be challenging, not only to make it interesting and fun, but to find the time to do it every weekend. My mom is helping (she has promised to teach my daughter how to make old-fashioned biscuits and other favorite dishes) and I’m using “Martha Stewart’s Cooking School” cookbook as a guide.
This week’s cooking lesson: Our teens are busy and teaching them to cook can easily fall behind other commitments. But, there’s always next weekend.
Have you started teaching your sons and daughters to cook?

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I am a member of the Sandwich Generation, a Baby Boomer raising a teenage daughter and dealing with the needs of an aging mother. I am a veteran journalist, having worked for more than three decades as a reporter and editor. Mostly recently, I was an editor with the Metro section of The Washington Post.

