I really do not remember a time when I did not know how to cook. I was taught by a wonderful, Southern grandmother. She would get the recipe book out for me to look at, but now I realize, she never used a recipe. She just knew how to do it without measuring or reading a cookbook. She had an extraordinary ability to make everything look and taste great.
My grandmother and I would make biscuits from scratch. We would make the dough, roll it out with the real rolling pin and my toy one also. It was my job to cut the biscuits with the end of a glass. We would put them in the pans (real and toy) and bake them in the ovens (real and toy). I never understood how my toy stove made them as good as my Grandmother’s stove, I guess she had passed that extraordinary ability to me.
Thank you,
Kim Napier
