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| Our beautiful dinner cooked by Pickles...even though I had to settle for brown gravy. |
As we watched, she day dreamed about what it would be like to live on a ranch like that. All things dealing with Oklahoma are like a fantasy to her. It is a magical place we visit and enjoy family and all things are happy and fun. Not that that is out of the norm, but it holds a very special place in her tender, young heart. After the introduction to the show, she was hooked.
We watched as she shook vinaigrette in a mason jar. Pickles quickly asked me if they are really country, or just don't know about the shaker we recently purchased at Williams Sonoma. I suddenly realized I am creating a kitchen snob! I reassured her that she was using a practical approach so that everyone would have the equipment necessary to try this at home. She then asked if they have Williams Sonoma in Oklahoma? I guess I should give up before we get really deep.
Ree then made her chicken fried steak, and Pickles thought it looked really good, but who would eat gravy on steak? Oh, my poor sheltered child. It then dawned on me that Scott has never liked chicken fried steak, because he talks about the way his Mother made it. I don't think I would eat her version of it either. Anyway, I decided we were going to have an indoctrination into the foods of Oklahoma. Chicken fried steak would have to be at the very top. Followed by Indian tacos and maybe a sopapilla. I guess milk gravy will have to wait...
After watching the show, Pickles was full of questions. She asked what it was like growing up in Oklahoma. Was it like the Little House on the Prairie books? I hate to burst her bubble, but I am not quite that old! She also thought that the older Drummond boy was pretty cute. She said that she would need to learn to make chicken fried steak if she ever had a chance to date him! Oh, me oh my, where does she come up with the stuff?
I decided I would let Pickles try her hand at making dinner. She is old enough to learn to cook and take a little responsibility around here. I am also working to try and be more patient and let her make messes so that she will learn. She usually is too consumed by her electronic world to even be interested in the remainder of the house. However, now that the TV is off, she is game for anything.
She had a ball as she scooped out the flour, whisked the egg and milk, and seasoned the steak and flour. Once her fingers were good and gooey, she was really having fun. She thought it was great, and used her best acting skills to pretend she was on her own cooking show! It was priceless, and I just regret that I didnt' get any pictures. She stopped just shy of dropping the steaks in the hot oil. She was afraid she would burn herself.
She tasted her first bite, and I knew immediately she was my daughter. She loved it! Who wouldn't? What is there not to love? As soon as her Daddy walked in the door, she proudly announced to him what was for dinner, and that she made it. She also said it was not like he experience in the past, and that her version was much better, and he would ask for it again! What a little sales person. She definitely knew this one was going to be a tough sell. Scott tries nothing new!
Well, let's just say she won her Daddy over, and he too said it was the best chicken fried steak he has ever eaten. He then told her that she can make that same exact meal for him once a week! You would have thought she was in love. She gave him a big hug, and said she will make it for him anytime! Let's just see how long that lasts!
Until next time, keep adventuring and looking for joy in the small details of life!
Sarah
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