Churros by My Son

As I write this, I am listening to my son, The Musician play the cello. He has had it for 4 days. He is playing Bach. Yup, Bach. He has been playing the violin for four years and thought he'd like to take up another string instrument. The cello is a different clef and a different arm/hand position, but that hasn't stopped him. Sometimes I am amazed at how much talent that boys has.  He can pick up anything and play it.

He also likes to think of himself as an accomplished cook, but I think of him more as a cook in training. Things don't always turn out exactly like recipes suggest.  Last week, he came home with a Spanish assignment 50/50...a report on churros with an accompanying recipe. He asked pretty please if he could make them. I figured if I stood right there and supervised everything, it would be okay. And it was. He did a fabulous job and the churros were pronounced "as good as Costco's," which in my kids' estimation is pretty darn good.