Why was this a deal? Well, I cook rarely now - why cook when someone does it better? There was a time I was a fairly good cook, if the barks were any indication - great as far as canine meals went. Unfortunately, those days are gone - at least for now.
|Just part of the cooking sprawl - uglier than urban sprawl.|
I had a second cookbook that said one should marinate and slightly crisp the tofu. I think the slightly crisping may have been the first problem. The kitchen began to fill with smoke before any browning had even appeared and the smoke detector went off. I flapped my tea towel at it and it quit only to go off again and again and again... A few choice words finally caused it not only to go off but kick in a second detector that I swear hubby hid, just to persecute me in such a moment. Okay, maybe not but I sure felt so at the time. So I got hubby out of the garage to resolve the smoke detector issue as cool spring air ran through the open doors at both ends of the house. Meantime there was still all that vegetation to chop and a lime to zest - did I mention I also zested a piece of my finger.
|I survived - I think.|
So I live to cook another day and a midweek vegetarian meal cooked by me is still on the table but hubby doesn't have to worry that he can no longer barbecue burgers. That might be something to look forward to after last night's meal which I'd rate as on par with a good bowl of porridge - it was filling.
Oh, and this morning, I'm pretty sure I saw a trail of hickory sticks leading to the couch. Someone was having a late night snack, maybe something about last night's supper...
...a world you never imagined.