Yes, this is my smug face.
Saturday, April 27, 2013
My son has been accepted to the culinary school he wants to go to in California.
He's graduating from the British School here in Quito with International Baccalaureate certificates. In the last few years, we've found how much he loves cooking. His grandfather (my father) is a very good cook and I'm not too shabby. With just the two of us living here in Ecuador, one way we've found to share time and interests together is to cook.
He has been loving the recipes in the SparkPeople cookbook. He asked for the Happy Herbivore cookbooks last year and we've made loads of dishes from those and they're good, too. I've been teaching him what I know of knife skills and herbs and spices and sometimes when I come home from work there's a nutritious dinner waiting for me prepared by my favourite chef. Both of us have been eating much better quality foods since we started cooking together.
Did I mention that he's autistic? We did early intervention with him when he was very young (he was diagnosed when he was 2) and these days those who don't know him well don't usually notice anything 'different' about him. When he was first diagnosed, he was completely non-verbal, threw tantrums in order to communicate, and spent all his time focused on spinning things. The doctor who diagnosed him suggested I consult a financial planner to prepare for his eventual institutionalisation. That money we set aside is now going to pay for his culinary schooling.