Pg 014: 1/2-cup of salt

 

There was a day when my daughter learned to read better, more accurately.

 

She was 10 years old and making a pumpkin pie, one of my favorites.  I came into the house just as she emptied the bowl of filling into the pie crust.

 

As any good father would, I told her I wanted to lick the bowl.  She handed it to me and I scooped up a good tablespoon of the remainder.  Once it hit my mouth, I headed with gusto to the sink!

 

“Oh, Stephanie....how much salt did you put in that?”

 

“Just what it said, Daddy. 1/2 cup!”

 

As I tried my best to recover, she looked at the cookbook and reported that it really said 1/2 teaspoon.  That day, she learned how to measure, and she learned how to read better.