A young lady who is very, very important to me recently moved into her first apartment. I wanted to give her something that will be meaningful and help her to think of all of us. I decided on a cookbook because a/ it might be helpful for a person living on their own for the first time and b/ it's personal. I grabbed all the supplies and my daughter and I got to it.
We decided on our family's favourite recipes which is a Herculean task in itself given that we have 2 vegetarians and 2 carnivores in the house. Agreeing on recipes was not going to happen so each person contributed a few.
We also added our thoughts on the recipe and I thought this was the best part. Everyone was honest and it was clear that the teenage boy needs to be put on a detox. The boy who used to love everything is rebelling BIG time.
Not surprisingly, my son claims not to have eaten most of the things in the book while my daughter adores everything. Thank goodness for her or I'd just give up cooking altogether.
We spent a few hours doing this and added over 20 recipes. There's tons of room in the book for Chelsea to add her own as well.
My daughter is only 11 but is already planning to start a book of her own for when she gets her own place.