I had dinner last night with a man who loves to cook. He's good at it. I couldn't help but take pleasure in listening to him describe this three course meal we were about to enjoy. Where he bought the lamb, his conversation with the butcher over the sausage, the how and why of ingredients blended to perfection that made a simple supper into an event.
I understand that many of us, particularly families with children and busy schedules, have less time to cook than we wish we had. But I can't help but mourn the waning of cooking in our culture. A simple act of creation, a simple act of skill and the sharing of that skill, both eating and cooking. I would be wretchedly poor if I did not know how to cook. My life would be less.
Must we similarly impoverish our children by not teaching them this simple skill?
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