Little chefs

The kids love to cook in their little kitchen. Today they made their great-uncle Marshall "eggs, cranberries, and corn puffs." Yummy.

They also beg to sit on the kitchen counter and help us cook. Arthur helps "Dad" (he's dropped the "y" and prefers to call us "Mom" and "Dad" like a little teenage squirt) grind the coffee beans every morning. We don't have tons of counter space, but we try to find a way for them to help if possible. It's really cute.

They made the cranberry sauce for Thanksgiving. Arthur chose to taste it as his first bite of the feast and quickly vomited everywhere, ending his Thanksgiving meal early. Oh well. It still hasn't discouraged him from further cooking endeavors.

Mom and Dad have also been exposed to new tastes in the kitchens of NYC restaurants (thanks to the generosity of those who took us). We went to the Korean restaurant Temple in the East Village and enjoyed the spicy squid dolsot, or hot stone pot. For our appetizer at Al Di La we had carpaccio (thinly sliced raw beef) with anchovies--both a first for me. Last week with the parents at Applewood we had foie gras over lobster. About half way into the liver, I realized that foie gras can be prepared cooked or raw...and I think I had the raw. It was delicious for a couple bites, but next time I would opt for medium rare. Literally any cuisine is at our fingertips in this city--a place where I am really excited about our little chefs growing up.