Growing up in Viola’s house was interesting. Viola was my mother. Also known as “Queen Nut”. She made sure that I was clean, that I was always dressed in style, had a good hair cut, that I never injured myself and that I ate healthy food. Since my mother was in control of those things, as soon as I had a dirt spot on me, I was bathed. My friends were envious of my clothing and admired how my closet was always so neat and clothing coded and color coded (blouses with blouses, skirts with skirts, slacks with slacks, and all colors together or in color wheel rotation), and my hair was always combed, styled and I was a test dummy for new haircuts. But the grandest thing of all was the food situation. I was never allowed in the kitchen. Of course, if Viola was at work (she worked on Saturdays for about 5 years), my brother and I would fry bologna, but made sure we cleaned up afterwards.. And once I had to cook a meal for my father for a brownie project (sloppy joe’s), but I decided that it wasn’t a pleasant experience to be in the kitchen with my mother, so I never learned how to cook when I was young!! And since my mother lived with me until I was 44 (yes , I said it), 44 years old, I never learned how to cook, period. So at 44 years old, I had my last hysterical moment with my mother and threw her out of my house. She went all the way to my brother’s house (11 miles away)!
You might be wondering why I’m telling you all of this? I’m telling you this because I’m 58 years old and I have been teaching myself how to cook for 14 years, and I must say, I’m not a great cook, but I am learning and two days ago I made a delicious mushroom soup. Now if you don’t like mushrooms, then stop reading. But, if you like mushrooms, and you like soup, and if you like to cook, then keep reading.
Of course, just about all my recipes comes from someone else’s recipe file; as did the mushroom soup. It came from Martha Stewart!!! But what I learned was great! The mushroom soup turned out so amazingly good because Martha pours boiling water over her mushrooms and leaves them in the water for 15 minutes. Then she uses cheesecloth and strains the water out and later, uses it in the soup. For 14 years I’ve been told and I’ve read, Never Wash Your Mushrooms. But Martha not only washes them but steeps them in boiling water for 15 minutes! Wow!
If you try this recipe, let me know how it turns out! And if you have a daughter that wants to cook with you, embrace it! You don’t want her to turn out like me!