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I want to learn to cook so I can stop eating fast foods. I’ve quit eating fast foods so much lately that I’m having to settle for chips and snacks because I don’t know how to cook, and don’t want to spend money on pizza.

I also want to cook some times for my family. My parents work so hard and I see by the time they get home they’re always so tired from work. So I want to prepare some good food for them. Also maybe I’d like to cook for my brother and sisters so they don’t have to always eat fast food as well. What’s a good book to pick up cooking skills or maybe an instructional DVD. Is there any websites? Any feedback is welcomed, thanks!

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I have 2 kids and my wife just got an evening job which basically means I need to learn how to cook, and fast. I know nothing about cooking so if anybody knows any websites that can take me through some basic steps and recipes that will be helpful please let me know.

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I’m looking for a conolli roll. It’s the thing to shape the conollies. Because I want to make some but i don’t have that tube thing. What store can I get it at and where do I figure out if there’s one in my location? Unless you don’t need one and have an alternative way of shaping the conollies with out it. In that case let me hear it.

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A great, healthy snack recipe is to spread Neufchatel cheese on a whole wheat tortilla, add sprouts, carrots and bell peppers, and roll up the tortilla with the vegetables inside. Cut the rolled tortilla into pieces for a more appealing presentation with advice from a private chef and caterer in this free video cooking lesson. Expert: Gabi Moskowitz Contact: www.brokeassgourmet.com Bio: Gabi Moskowitz works as a private chef and caterer, and began writing about cooking in July of 2008. Filmmaker: Sam Lee

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i have like 2 boxes of omaha steaks beef steak tips.. they are like big and small little chunks of steak. i want to marinde it then barbeque. im gonna use yoshidas and some other stuff. what else should i add to the marinade? is there any other way to cook these good? i really want to bbq them though.
i only have a little yoshidas sauce. could i mix yoshidas and teriyaki, then add some garlic. and brown sugar?

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i’m having a really hard time keeping my fiance and i on a healthy diet…
we go grocery shopping, get fresh veggies, fruits, lean meats, etc. but we can’t seem to buy small enough quantities of a lot of it to eat it before it goes bad…
even just one pepper or onion will go bad because i don’t eat them so we only use a half to a quarter and by the time we want to use it again it’s gone bad…we have vacuum seal bags and they work for some things, but others (like mushrooms) go bad even faster in them!
my fiance works one 24 hour shift (6A to 6A thursday into friday) and a 12 hr shift (6P to 6A saturday night into sunday) and often picks up overtime – sometimes over night sometimes during the day…

what are some things i can make
a. using the same fresh ingredients in different meals so they don’t go bad
b. stuff that is good as leftovers
c. stuff that my fiance can bring to work (he has a heavy duty giant lunch box & usually mini-fridge access)

we’re getting married in 2 months so i’d love for us to both be as healthy as possible on that day & i really don’t want him to fall into the same track so many other paramedics have (so many of our emergency medical professionals are overweight because of the life style they lead…it’s sad)

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A big white house. A dirt road bending and twisting. A young girl sitting on the wide front steps. A small town outside London. And me standing at the end of the dirt road near the rusty mailbox, a suitcase in each hand, a book bag slung over my shoulder. The girl was staring at me looking curious and angry at the same time. There was a huge wrought iron gate separating us. Something in her expression was glad about my standing on the other side of this gate. I stood there, watching her not wanting to push the gate forward. I slowly looked around myself. There were woods on both sides of the road that led back towards the small old fashioned town. I hated that this was my only choice of a home; a place where the shopping mall probably wasn’t closer than three hours and there wasn’t any cable; a town where everyone was behind the times; about twenty years behind the times to be exact. Everyone here still acted as though it was the eighteen hundreds. There was an old bakery in town, along with a blacksmith, sewing store, chimney cleaners, horse stables, cotton plantation, and a few other things. But I guess I would have to get used it; I had no other place to go. Not even the orphanage would take me. They thought that a rich, spoiled girl, would never fit in, and they were right. I had come from the heart of Italy. I’d lived nearly my whole life there with my mom. Before that we had lived in London, but moved to Italy to be close to my mother’s family after my father’s death, when I was seven. My accent was a strong British one mixed with and Italian accent. I thought it was very pretty. My mother had died two weeks ago. She was hit by a train in her car. I stayed with our nanny for two weeks but once the funeral was over she was rushing to find a family member for me to move in with. My grandpa was the only person who would take me.
I sighed, and pushed open the gate. The girl jumped up and disappeared into the house. I stopped dead wondering why she had run away. She had just been staring at me but then when I pushed open the gate separating us she ran. I shrugged closing the gate back and continuing down the long dirt path. The house was huge, the sort of house you see in old movies on a plantation. I walked slowly taking my time. The dirt crunched under my black simple heels. I had worn a dark teal colored skirt, and a gray blouse with black heels. I matched a black beaded necklace that hung down to my belly button. I figured I better look nice, as to make a good impression. My hair was pulled back from my face in a dark teal bow. I went up the old steps carefully and stopped at the door. I bent to set down a suitcase but the door swung open.
“Look at you!” a voice rung from the hallway. I stood up straight and looked into the face of a motherly looking woman. She had curly brown hair pulled back in a bun and she was wearing an apron around her waist over her simple yellow sun dress. I smiled and hesitated.
“Oh now, come in dear, we don’t want to let the heat in.” she gestured quickly for me to come in. I stepped in the door and she closed it behind me. She took my bags including the one on my shoulder and set them at the foot of a marvelous grand staircase to the right. She led me down a hall calling over shoulder, “Get her things Martin; the butler.” She added to me seeing my confused expression. She steered me into a big kitchen, with all kinds of fancy cooking utensils and sat me down at a small table in the center. I smiled up at her when she stood in front of me.
“Well don’t you look just like your mother.” She put her hand on my cheek. “Such terrible news too. But it wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t meant to happen.” She smiled weakly and turned to the counter.
“Um, excuse me miss, but how do you know my mother?” I asked. She turned back to me whipping her hands on a cloth on her waist.
“Well dear, I’m her sister.” Her smiled faded some, seeing as I had no clue that she was.
“Oh.” Was all I could manage.
“Yes, well I see just like the rest of my family she prefers not to mention me.” She nodded thoughtfully. I waited hoping she would speak again. She did. Her voice was worn and caring, and soft. She smiled at me turning back to her work on the counter.
“Excuse me, but why don’t they mention you?” I asked slowly. “Not that I’m trying to be rude you do understand.” I assured her. She sighed and turned to me then pulled out a chair and sat down next to me.
“You may call me Aunt Honey.” She smiled at me. “Anyhoo, when I was very young, and our father died I became very ill. My mother couldn’t care for me, and I got sicker and sicker. My mother kept trying to care for me, but she grew sick too. I became so ill that I should have died, but I didn’t. My mother did. It was my fault she died. I never let her have one moment away from me while I was sick. But I got over it. Two years later my father died; I had gotten sick again and insisted that he care for me instead of take
A big white house. A dirt road bending and twisting. A small town outside London. A young girl sitting on the wide front steps. With me standing at the end of the dirt road near the rusty mailbox, a suitcase in each hand, a book bag slung over my shoulder. The girl was staring at me looking curious and angry at the same time. There was a huge wrought iron gate separating us. Something in her expression was glad about my standing on the other side of this gate. I stood there, watching her not wanting to push the gate forward. I slowly looked around myself. There were woods on both sides of the road that led back towards the small old fashioned town. I hated that this was my only choice of a home; a place where the shopping mall probably wasn’t closer than three hours and there wasn’t any cable; a town where everyone was behind the times; about twenty years behind the times to be exact. Everyone here still acted as though it was the eighteen hundreds.
There was an old bakery in town, along with a blacksmith, sewing store, chimney cleaners, horse stables, cotton plantation, and a few other things. But I guess I would have to get used it; I had no other place to go. Not even the orphanage would take me. They thought that a rich, spoiled girl, would never fit in, and they were right. I had come from the heart of Italy. I’d lived nearly my whole life there with my mom. Before that we had lived in London, but moved to Italy to be close to my mother’s family after my father’s death, when I was seven. My accent was a strong British one mixed with and Italian accent. I thought it was very pretty. My mother had died two weeks ago. She was hit by a train in her car. I stayed with our nanny for two weeks but once the funeral was over she was rushing to find a family member for me to move in with. My grandpa was the only person who would take me.
I sighed, and pushed open the gate. The girl jumped up and disappeared into the house.
I stopped dead wondering why she had run away. She had just been staring at me but then when I pushed open the gate separating us she ran. I shrugged closing the gate back and continuing down the long dirt path. The house was huge, the sort of house you see in old movies on a plantation. I walked slowly taking my time. The dirt crunched under my black simple heels. I had worn a dark teal colored skirt, and a gray blouse with black heels. I matched a black beaded necklace that hung down to my belly button. I figured I better look nice, as to make a good impression. My hair was pulled back from my face in a dark teal bow. I went up the old steps carefully and stopped at the door. I bent to set down a suitcase but the door swung open.
“Look at you!” a voice rung from the hallway. I stood up straight and looked into the face of a motherly looking woman. She had curly brown hair pulled back in a bun and she was wearing an apron around her waist over her simple yellow sun dress.
I smiled and hesitated.
“Oh now, come in dear, we don’t want to let the heat in.” she gestured quickly for me to come in. I stepped in the door and she closed it behind me. She took my bags including the one on my shoulder and set them at the foot of a marvelous grand staircase to the right. She led me down a hall calling over shoulder, “Get her things Martin; the butler.” She added to me seeing my confused expression. She steered me into a big kitchen, with all kinds of fancy cooking utensils and sat me down at a small table in the center. I smiled up at her when she stood in front of me.
“Well don’t you look just like your mother.” She put her hand on my cheek. “Such terrible news too. But it wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t meant to happen.” She smiled weakly and turned to the counter.
“Um, excuse me miss, but how do you know my mother?” I asked. She turned back to me whipping her hands on a cloth on her waist.
“Oh…well, your grandfather dear, yes, yes, pictures.” He said hesitating, sounding not-so-sure of herself.
“Oh.” I mumbled quietly.
“Yes, well you must be hungry, such a long, trip here! It’s been so long since you’ve been to London, I’m sure it’s different being back here.” She rambled as she cooked. After a minute or two I could smell chicken broth, and carrots, and bread baking in the oven. I heard a clank as she set the top on the cast iron pot on the stove. She turned back to me smiling waiting for an answer.
“I don’t remember it much; I was only seven when we moved.” I gave her a simple answer to work with. I wasn’t in the mood for talking; more for sitting in my room and crying. I had held the tears back on the plane ride here. It all was a horrible nightmare. My mother had just died and I was forced to move back near London, which was where my father had died. I didn’t even know my Grandpa, I had never met him, and if I had I didn’t remember him well.
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Are you planning a dinner party? If so, is the first time you have ever cooked for this kind of party? You can make some really great dishes that are easy and really tasty as well. You will have your dinner guests thinking you are one of the best cooks they know.

Think about how many people you are inviting and that will determine how much food you will need to buy. If you are trying to spend as little as you can while still being able to have a great dinner to serve, you should choose recipes with cheaper ingredients that will please anyone. There are many great recipes online for dinner parties that will not cost you a fortune to make.

The table setting is going to be important as well. If you are serving roast beef or a turkey, then you should make sure to have a nice wusthof knife set to put out for carving meats. If you do not have experience in decoratively carving meat, then leave it be. One of the guests may have that kind of expertise. It is no shame to serve an uncarved meat.

Do you have a roasting pan for those kinds of meats that need to be in the oven for awhile? If not, you can get one that is actually disposable. For some meats, a pan that is going to be large enough will be necessary for correct cooking. Make sure that you have what you need before you start cooking or you could be in a predicament.

If you have a kitchen aid hand mixer in your kitchen, you already know how handy it is. You can make mashed potatoes that are smooth and light. Using an electric hand mixer for making mashed potatoes is the best way to make them. You will also have an easier time in mixing the batter for cakes you might want to have at your party.

Are you going to put up decorations for your dinner party? Is the party for a special occasion? You can find the appropriate kinds of decorations at most department stores. You might also want to check out some specialized party shops as well.

When your guests arrive, you are going to be able to seat them at a fine table for eating some great food when you take the time to plan the party in the right way. You can bet this will not be your last dinner party when they eat the kinds of food you serve.

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