I forgot to put my quote on the last post so today there will be two. I can't believe I forgot....it's my favourite part of posting.
I had the brilliant idea of making skewers for the bbq. This involved going into Walmart, first time I have been in a store for months, to find skewers. I also was on a mission to get a sturdy tough mop to scrub the back deck.
The place was packed. Walmart really is the only show in town. I guess there is a Canadian Tire but nobody but silly men buying spark plugs go there. Anyway I did find the skewers back in bbq country. They are the fantastic kind. A flattened part at the end for easy handling and they are flat. So sensible. Flat keeps the stuff from rotating when you rotate the whole thing.
Found the mop and got out of there. I had bought all the vegetables the day before...curb delivery. So we hurried home and I started the prep. Oh fer geez! Who knew how frigging much work that was and it didn't go smoothly at all.
I sliced up the eggplant with the dullest knife on the planet. So I had to stop and get out the knife sharpener and sharpen it. Didn't help much. I put the hacked up eggplant into a bowl and thoroughly salted it. I took out the slab of uncut bacon and decided to pre cook it. It would take much longer than the veg to cook. So I cut up cubes and put them into the cast iron. It took FOREVER!!!! And I had to turn them onto each of their sides to brown and cook, one side at a time. A cube of bacon has SIX sides and there were fifteen cubes!
I cut up a couple of zucchini which was easy peasy. And I cleaned off a couple of packs of crimini mushrooms. That went okay. I cut up a green pepper and and onion with no grief.
SEE THAT RED BOWL? IT'S FULL OF THE LEFT OVERS. AND IT HAS TO FIT INTO THE VERY OVERSTUFFED FRIDGE.
I then opened a container of pineapple spears and managed to spill the juice I didn't know was in there all over my shirt, my bare legs, the cupboard door and onto the floor. Fuckadoodle!!!! Now I am pissed off! (sorry for the offensive language but JEEZ!!!)
Now the kitchen is in a colossal mess, which makes me cranky. I don't like working in a giant heaving mess. Last thing were the cherry tomatoes. I grabbed the container and...I don't know what happened but as I pried the stupid thing open somehow it just exploded. Effing cherry tomatoes rolling EVERYWHERE!!!! Those suckers ended up on every inch of the floor. And with my shitty eyesight I managed to step or kneel on at least ten of them before I was through picking them up. One bonus though, Wrangler likes squished tomatoes. When I finished picking up the good ones I called him in. He licked off my knees then slurped up the squashed tomatoes.
Meanwhile, this was taking soooo long that Monte and I were starving. We decided to have a starter. (I can't spell Hor's deurve). I heated up mozzarella sticks in my wee oven (they freaking melted everywhere) and shared a plate of deformed sticks.
Finally it was time to do the skewering, my fave part. I made eight skewers, I had planned four but there was so much stuff! Who knew that you only need an eighth of what you would normally cook? I happily handed them off to Monte to bbq. I then made spaghetti sauce and noodles for dinner to go with the skewers of veg. And...you guessed it. We weren't hungry. Honest to G!!! We did each eat one skewer but no spaghetti. So now I had to find room in my overstuffed fridge for six skewers, a big bowl of left over skewer material AND spaghetti. They did taste good though. Monte basted the skewers in olive oil and basil. Guess what is for breakfast this morning! And oh yeah...it took me absolutely forever to clean that kitchen.
You just spelled out all the reasons I do NOT cook.
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