As Latina mom, cooking is a huge part of our family legacy. I’m excited to collaborate in this compensated campaign with Soy Connection by United Soybean Board and Latina Bloggers Connect.
In fact, these silly babies are happy to be learn just about anything I want to talk about. Lately, it’s been about labels and the ingredients we use often in the kitchen. When we moved back to California, after ten long years in Las Vegas, I didn’t realize how difficult it would be to maintain our cooking routine. I love cooking with the kids. While crafts aren’t my jam, we get down in the kitchen, and learning all about ingredients is a great way to get kids hyped about eating new foods.
While grocery shopping at Walmart, my daughter asked about the difference between the cooking oil we use in our food versus the oil we use in her hair. I laughed so hard. Kids say the funniest things! Even still, it was a good question, so right there in the middle of the grocery aisle, we talked about vegetable oil.
Looking At Labels: What’s In Your Oil?
Did you know vegetable oil was really just soybean oil? Though we don’t always realize it, there’s a good chance soybean oil is part of your cooking routine. It’s in so much of our traditional Cuban cooking, like this Arroz con Pollo Cuban recipe. The best part is its neutral flavor that doesn’t compromise the taste of a recipe like other cooking oils do. In teaching my kids to cook, I want them to appreciate the nuances of flavors that goes along with each ingredient and spice in a given dish. The versatility of soybean oil is a great for that!
Since we’ve been living with my mom while our new Cali house gets renovated, we’ve enjoyed cooking together. I’m making an effort to just cook and lower the expectations. Everything doesn’t have to be fancy or overly complicated. Recently we made an enchilada casserole. My mom fried the ground turkey in a bit of oil. Alina mixed a salsa and bean mixture and then helped me layer zucchini, corn and red bell peppers.
It was a great night of legacy building. We talked, laughed and cooked. Mama was happy.
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