Category Archives: Cooking (disasters)

In which I cook Jen’s Chicken Rose

So, I tried Jen’s Chicken Rose yesterday. It looked so simple, plus had the added bonus of mix it all together and stick it in the oven preparation. That’s my kind of cooking. My first clue all would not be as simple as all that was a distinct lack of artichoke hearts at the grocery store.

Oh, sure there were some artichokes in the produce section. But no frozen artichoke hearts. I zipped all over the store–it’s the sort of place where you can find esoteric organic stuff, so I figured somewhere there’d be artichoke hearts. Instead, I found Brussels sprouts.

No kidding. I probably missed the whole memo on the Brussels sprout, but from what I saw yesterday, they are the cool vegetable of 2008. Multiple frozen varieties (with butter sauce, without, baby Brussels sprouts, and so on). A whole bunch in the produce section, including organic, individually-wrapped packets of six Brussels sprouts, for when you’re feeling pretentious.

So I went with the canned artichoke hearts (insert collective foodie gasp here).

I subsequently cut my thumb on the can’s edge (insert collective foodie schadenfreude here).

I was reaching for the soy sauce when I realized: we had none. Yeah, and I was just at the store, and I should’ve checked. Thing is, Andrew loves soy sauce, so we almost always have a spare bottle. Today? Not so much. What did I do?

I found a handful of Chinese takeout soy sauce packets and used those. Back in the day, we’d call that “field expedient.” (Insert second collective foodie gasp here.)

The rest of the meal prep was fairly uneventful. I couldn’t find our rice cooker. I suspect it ran off with the loaf pan I couldn’t find a few weeks ago. As long as they’re happy. I’ve told the wok to relay the message that we’ll welcome them back into the fold like the prodigal cookware they are. (For the record, I simply made rice in a pot. It worked.)

The dinner was pretty good. I thought the sauce was tasty, even with the field expedient soy sauce. My cut thumb is nearly healed. This morning we had frozen chocolate chip waffles for breakfast. 

So, yeah. Things are back to normal.


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In which I bake banana bread

That’s right. I baked last night. From scratch. That shadow you see crossing your front door? One of the horsemen of the apocalypse. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

Not only did I bake, but I did so after completing four hours of line edits with Darcy on Geek Girl’s Guide. I. Am. A. Machine. Blame my new exercise routine, which, incidentally, bores the dog, but that’s a whole ‘nother blog post.

I’d promised Kyra some girl time, so the boys left for the hockey game and we went to the grocery store. Actually, I should back up and state I meant to bake the bread on Saturday, but found I was missing a crucial ingredient. And, no, not the bananas, oddly enough.

A loaf pan.

I know we own one. Somewhere. So, I was all set, nearly started, but luckily searched the entire, freaking kitchen checked beforehand.

So, grocery store for loaf pan, other essentials, and Chinese takeout = mission complete. (What, I was baking, you thought I was actually going to cook dinner, too?)

The marvelous Miss B is an expert banana masher. I started her in on that while I added the other ingredients and hit stumbling block number two. I didn’t have buttermilk. But then, who does? I mean, other than all you foodie types out there. So I substituted plain yogurt. (Like the offhand way I toss that off, like I was so not Googling “substitute for buttermilk” in a complete panic for about five minutes there.)

I think it turned out okay, even though I discovered–twenty minutes into the baking–that I’d set the oven to the wrong temperature. (You know, I really should start a new blog: Disasters in Cooking.)  

Just wait until I tackle something really tough. You know, like a salad. (Involves knives. Nuff said.)


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