Often Ricki is in the kitchen, but usually it’s just to fry an egg or heat up some soya patty in the microwave. Sometimes I have her help me make soup or salad, peeling and cutting up the vegetables. Up until now, however, her cutting of vegetables has tended to be rather big.
So the last time I did a salad with Ricki, I decided to tackle the “too big pieces” problem. I suddenly realized that the problem was that she was, in essence, (rightfully) scared of the knife. I wanted to show her how she could cut slowly, near her fingers in a way that would be safe, and she was insisting on doing it “herself” without help. Finally I managed to convince her to watch a demonstration or two, and from then on her cutting size decreased by about 30%, making a significant difference.
But the hardest part was convincing her that it is OK to watch and learn, that it is no crime to not know something at the outset.