what was the first thing you ever cooked?

Question

how old were you when you cooked
did it turn out sucessfull
who were you cooking for
I WILL BE CHOOSING A BEST ANSWER

Answer 1

Pizza - The worlds greatest food!!

I was 4, my step-grandmother Ester is from Italy. She was watching my sister ( 5 yrs old at the time) and I for the weekend and she didn't have a TV. So, she taught us how to cook, which was her profession.

We made everything from scratch - tomatoes, garlic, onions, oregano, etc...

I learned how to blanch, peel, puree tomatoes; grate mozzerella (I ate more than I grated); slice pepperoni (see mozzerella); and mix dough (d'oh! -Homer Simpson)

We had so much fun doing everything that we lost track of time. Grandma Ester told us old stories during waiting periods, and we had a small flour war.

The pizza came out so good, crispy and gooey. We made many more visits to Grandma's, learning how to cook spaghetti, omelettes, all sorts of great food from sicily, mmmmmmmmm.

Answer 2

Hmm, well, to be honest, I've probably forgotten the technically first thing I ever cooked.

However, the earliest thing I remember cooking was noodles with butter and cheese sauce. You see, when we were vacationing in Maine (an annual occurrence in my formative years), my parents made me this delicious dish which was this: Egg noodles covered in a sauce made from melted butter and shaky cheese. I soon found myself privileged with the ability to make my own cheesy butter macaroni. I recall making it on the stove in a saucepan. It turned out delicious! However, for some reason, even though it is a very simple recipe that I make to this very day, I've never gotten it to taste the same as it did in Maine...

RECIPE:
1. Cook egg noodles or macaroni.
2. While pasta is cooking, melt Land O' Lakes margarine in a saucepan.
3. Add a huge amount of shaky cheese (parmesean) to the butter.
4. Pour over noodles and eat.

Answer 3

My dad let me make scrambled eggs for the first time when I was in first grade. I cracked them perfectly into the bowl, no shell bits, and I whipped them with a fork, kind of looping the stringy whites out as far as I could without actually splashing, then poured the mix into the hot buttered pan. I let the yellow soup sit, then slowly scraped a path through the middle, letting the uncooked top layer rush behind the cooked strip, bunching against the spatula. I loved repeating that until I had a mass of soft piles of yellow fluffy egg. Breakfast turned out fine, but I remember burning my finger on the pan, then holding another cold, uncracked egg against the wound so my dad wouldn't know I was less than perfect!

Answer 4

I think I was about fourteen or fifteen. Kind of old to start cooking but mom was afraid I'd ruin something and then the food would be wasted...but...she had to go away before dinner time this particular day so she put a meat loaf in the oven and put the potatos on to boil and left blow by blow instructions on how to do the mashed potatos and gravy. I had watched her do it thousands of times so I was sure I could do it. I got it all on the table and it looked terrific; it actually tasted pretty good, but the potatos and gravy were so stiff my dad declared they could be used for paving the driveway.

Answer 5

The first thing I ever cooked was homemade oatmeal cookies with nuts and raisins and they were the light raisins. It was a recipe from an aunt. They turned out great and I still make them to this day. I love to bake and do it as much as possible. I am always bringing cookies not just these to friends and family. I was 7 when I started. I was making them for the family and this Aunt Susie was there, too. She was proud.

Answer 6

I was 7yrs old when i cooked my first chicken bhuna curry and saag (spinach in garlic and chillies)
and rice. (more advanced cooking)
I was cooking for 7 people (my family)

I did everything on my own. Everytime I put a spoonful of the spice powder, i would walk to the lounge (or which ever room my mum was in) - trying not to drop it, i'd show and ask mum is that enough spice, salt etc.
Thats how i learnt how much spice to put in etc.

(in indian cooking, we never measure the ingreidient.

It was absolutley delicious. everyone was so pleased and surprised i cooked it.

and from then, i carried on cooking. i learnt to cook pretty much all the curries now.

Mum was pleased, as it meant she gets break from the cooking every now and then.
Besides i love cooking, so i didnt mind it.

Although lot people do like my cooking - you can never beat mums cooking.

Answer 7

When I was nine my mom left home for a wedding of one of our relatives. I was very inquisitive and also hungry when I saw one my mum's recipe book and I was bit shaken when I came to know that most of those recipes were not even tried at home so I thought of making some french fries and i tried accordingly as given in the book. When i tasted the first fry it was totally uncooked and the next time it came fine. I was so happy and I didnt wanna show my mom what i have tried on her kitchen so I put a few fries on the snack jar and gave it to her when she returned home... I couldnt just forget the look that my mom gave me that day... she was worried if i had hurt myself but no I wasn't and those were my best french fries ever....I am a big fan of potatoes ever since...

Answer 8

I probably cooked things like hard-boiled eggs, but I have a distinct memory of trying to melt crayons in the toaster for an art project and starting a fire. I am now an excellent cook, but I definitely got off to a rocky start!

Answer 9

When I was 16, I had cooked scrambled eggs for me and they did not turn out too good. Most of the eggs stuck to the pan and the rest was like gooey.

Answer 10

when i was about 13 or 14 i had made (with my own money) a pack of bisquits with chopped meat and barbeque sauce. I don't know where I got the idea but i wanted it. I placed the biscuits in a pan......used a spoon to make indents and filled them with chopped meat i cooked with barbeque sauce......they were delicious.........in two weeks, my mom bought some biscuits and sauce and meat and told me I'm making dinner.......I have never been prouder in my life........cause my dad was a chef and my mom knew I could cook....lol