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Remember getting Highlights magazine as a child? My favorite parts were the little comic panels and the reader art. I admit I would compare my own artistic work to that of the submissions. Remember the Goofus & Galant comic panels? I always thought Goofus was a lazy ass, how obvious is it to us, the things he screws up or slacks off of doing. They wrote the directions for making mac & cheese for a reason, you douche.
Until yesterday. I cook like Goofus. I don't mean the mac & cheese, we all know how to do that, and some of us even have our own, though successful, way of cooking mac & cheese. I wanted to make potato soup, using my moms recipe. Its a very, very easy soup to make, the hardest part is dicing up onions, you get all teary if you don't use tricks and cold water. I decided it would be a smart thing and let the vegetables cook slowly while I go play on the computer. Bad idea. I got yoinked into fail-tanking Nexus and completely forgot about my pot on the stove. Forgot about it until the faint smell of burnt potatoes filled my nostrils.
Of course, not all burnt means ruined food, it could be salvaged, so I continued with the recipe, not wanting to waste the ingredients. The next step required me to heat up water and flour into a thickener for the soup..and add milk. Milk is something I don't keep in the fridge, real milk that is. I drink soy on a regular basis and the last time I bought some, I chose the vanilla flavor (that particular kind promotes good cholesterol or something like that.). At this point i was about 98.5% sure this soup was fail, and was only proceeding with blind faith that maybe by some chance, the cookery fairy would sprinkle a pinch of makebetter dust on the stove and it would turn out alright. But it didnt, stupid fairy. The soup reminded me of that one incident where I grabbed a can of sweetened condensed milk to put into mashed potatoes. Ew.
But not all of my culinary attempts are abortions!
Friday night I made some homemade baked macaroni & cheese, along with a spinach and roasted cauliflower salad (recipe can be found here)
And then today, for the first time (this has been a week for firsts!), I made a monte cristo.
It's a shredded turkey and brie monte cristo, first time I've eaten brie as well. I think that just kicked me down on some sort of cook/food chart.
I went with Samaree yesterday for some thrifting at St. Vinnys, and some lunch at Nick's Patio (1st). I found some cute sweaters, and a couple things to resell too, and had good time, although I was a bit sleep deprived.
We always seem to find the most outrageous sweaters when we go thrifting, if I were more crazy, and maybe wealthier, I'd collect them.
And by "collect" I mean get them out of circulation and burn them.
A while back I bought a utensil from a thrift store, one of things that you have no idea what it's used for, but it's just winking at you and saying "Are you going to put me in the basket or what?".
Now, the bottom part I know is a melon baller, but what about the top part?
Until yesterday. I cook like Goofus. I don't mean the mac & cheese, we all know how to do that, and some of us even have our own, though successful, way of cooking mac & cheese. I wanted to make potato soup, using my moms recipe. Its a very, very easy soup to make, the hardest part is dicing up onions, you get all teary if you don't use tricks and cold water. I decided it would be a smart thing and let the vegetables cook slowly while I go play on the computer. Bad idea. I got yoinked into fail-tanking Nexus and completely forgot about my pot on the stove. Forgot about it until the faint smell of burnt potatoes filled my nostrils.
Of course, not all burnt means ruined food, it could be salvaged, so I continued with the recipe, not wanting to waste the ingredients. The next step required me to heat up water and flour into a thickener for the soup..and add milk. Milk is something I don't keep in the fridge, real milk that is. I drink soy on a regular basis and the last time I bought some, I chose the vanilla flavor (that particular kind promotes good cholesterol or something like that.). At this point i was about 98.5% sure this soup was fail, and was only proceeding with blind faith that maybe by some chance, the cookery fairy would sprinkle a pinch of makebetter dust on the stove and it would turn out alright. But it didnt, stupid fairy. The soup reminded me of that one incident where I grabbed a can of sweetened condensed milk to put into mashed potatoes. Ew.
But not all of my culinary attempts are abortions!
Friday night I made some homemade baked macaroni & cheese, along with a spinach and roasted cauliflower salad (recipe can be found here)
And then today, for the first time (this has been a week for firsts!), I made a monte cristo.
It's a shredded turkey and brie monte cristo, first time I've eaten brie as well. I think that just kicked me down on some sort of cook/food chart.
I went with Samaree yesterday for some thrifting at St. Vinnys, and some lunch at Nick's Patio (1st). I found some cute sweaters, and a couple things to resell too, and had good time, although I was a bit sleep deprived.
We always seem to find the most outrageous sweaters when we go thrifting, if I were more crazy, and maybe wealthier, I'd collect them.
And by "collect" I mean get them out of circulation and burn them.
A while back I bought a utensil from a thrift store, one of things that you have no idea what it's used for, but it's just winking at you and saying "Are you going to put me in the basket or what?".
Now, the bottom part I know is a melon baller, but what about the top part?