A Miserable Day in Yellowstone!
A Test of Endurance
Bear Charges Trail Riders
Brother No.1 Takes a Hike
Camping,Boating and Bears!Part I
Camping,Boating, and Bears! Part II
Cooking School with M
Dust, Dips, and Bear Tracks
Family Forestry Expo
Grinnell Glacier Hike
Hoar, Ghosts, and Pits!
Lost on Father's Day?
M&E:Kids in the City!
Marmot Mountain Fun and Terror!
Mystery in the Rain Forest
Shuttle Bus Adventure
Snowshoe Fun on Winter Trails Day!
The Big Fair!
The Blood Red Moon
The Great Goldfish Adventure
The Swan Rangers and the 79 Switchbacks!
The Tough Trail
Ticks, Elk, Buffalo, and More!
Too Much to Bear
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Taste of Home Cooking School
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Cake Recipe click here for
Chex Mix recipe
evening, I was browsing through the newspaper when I noticed an ad
for a kid’s cooking contest. I tore out the ad and showed it to Mom.
She said it was okay if I wanted to enter, but asked what recipe
would I use? Although I do experiment with cooking, I had never
really invented a recipe before. I didn’t really think that much
about the recipe contest until a few days later when I suddenly had
a light bulb go on! The inspiration was for a S’more cake. E didn’t
seem interested, but I was enthused with my idea. I reported my idea
to Mom and we looked online for graham cracker cake recipes. As I
was looking at pictures I saw a picture of a S’more cake. I was
disappointed, since the recipe had to be completely my own. But the
cake was not exactly what I had in mind. I did notice that the cake
won an award for the 2nd best birthday cake of the year! I decided
that the cake should have chocolate icing and marshmallow cream
sandwiched between two pieces of spice cake.
The next day, I set to work baking the cake while Mom mowed the
lawn. It was really easy, but I was quite nervous. Mom took pictures
of the cake and me. Mom kept on saying that she had a feeling I
would win. I wrote the recipe on a piece of loose-leaf and enclosed
a photo of the cake. We brought the entry to the newspaper office,
where it would be judged.
Thursday was archery day for our mom. We were waiting outside for
her to get ready when she came outside ecstatic. She said that there
had been a phone call from the contest judge. I had won the cooking
contest! I would get to be a chef’s helper on stage at the famous
Taste of Home Cooking School.
The next day, we picked up my ticket - also tickets for Mom, Dad,
and E. Originally, there would be only two extra free tickets but it
was changed to three extras to meet family needs. There at the
newspaper office, the woman told us that they had sold 500 tickets
That Sunday, my
recipe was in the Taste of Home Cooking School publication in the
newspaper. I even got an email of congratulations from the man from
Swan Rangers. I was already a celebrity!
The next Thursday was my big day! I decided upon wearing my cocoa
brown sweater, complemented by a greenish skirt. We went out and
bought panty hose to complete my outfit. I also wore my pretty brown
flats. At around 5:30 P.M, we headed out for the fairgrounds where
the huge event would be. In the parking lot, we saw two women that
we knew. Nervously, we got our V.I.P seats. Dad had not arrived yet,
because he was still at work. Before the show, I talked to some of
the contest sponsors and the chef, Danielle Edmonds about my recipe and what I would
have to do on stage. After a few minutes of just sitting around, we
decided to buy some ice cream outside. We bought a push-up sherbet.
After enjoying our sherbet, we waited for the show to begin. Mom
called Dad, he didn’t answer, and we wondered where he was. Later,
Mom called Dad again and he said he was getting ready to eat dinner.
After about 20 minutes of sitting around, Dad arrived at the event.
At last, the show started and the
chef began cooking. I clapped wildly every time their was applause.
After about half an hour into the show, I got really hot and
thirsty. It turned out that my sweater was a lot warmer than I
required. The barn in which the show was taking place was very warm.
I was feeling feverish. The heat was unbearable. Mom was wearing a
T-shirt, and I wanted to trade shirts with her. About 5 minutes
later, it was almost time for my appearance. Mom and I ran to the
restroom to trade blouses. We stood in separate stalls and stuck our
shirts underneath the barriers. There were a few other people in the
restroom. I left my stall and waited for Mom. She then said loudly,
“Did you take off your stockings?” Slightly embarrassed knowing that
everybody in the restroom heard her, I decided not to remove my
stockings at all. Mom and I ran back to the cooking barn.
A few minutes later, the lady told
the audience that there was a celebrity in the crowd. It was I who
was the celebrity! I went up onto the stage. My job was to make some Chex mix. The woman asked me to taste the chocolate Chex mix. I took
a piece with no chocolate in it. “Does it taste like chocolate?”
asked the woman. “No…” I said. The crowd laughed. After eating a
piece with chocolate in it, I found that it did have chocolate
flavor. While I was stirring the Chex mix, I spilled a teensy bit. I
covered my face in horror. Everyone laughed at my antics. I just
really did not want to look sloppy on stage. The lady brushed off
the accident, saying no harm, no foul. I stirred the caramel sauce
very slowly, and tried not to spill anything. I continued my
cooking, but not without displaying my quirky nature. The chef gave
me a sample of the Chex mix recipe and then I left the stage.
We watched a little more of the
cooking show, then left the barn to get some air. Several people
congratulated me. One man even took my photograph and inquired about
my recipe. I explained how I made the cake from top to bottom. After
hanging around there for a while, we went home.
It was already dark, but inside
people’s houses it was brightly lit. Lots of their curtains were
open and as we rode home, E and I observed them going about their
business. It was truly a wonderful day.