Monday, December 28, 2009

Oops, I Did it Again...

Once again, I’m behind on posting. The last week has been a blur of cooking, shopping and breaking up fights. I don’t have a new career as a bouncer but the kids are on break so it’s very similar.

Back to the cooking, I had a nice meal planned last week with prime rib as the main course. Then I took Claire to the store with me and before I knew it, I had agreed to also cook Claire’s favorite, crab legs, as well. I made crab cakes with chipotle sauce, prime rib, king crab, cheddar mashed potatoes, and sautéed zucchini with onion and shredded carrots. I had way too many things going at the same time and as a result, the zucchini was so overcooked that it had no more nutritional value than a Hostess Ding Dong.

After dinner I searched for containers with matching lids in order to save the leftovers. In my house it isn’t always easy to find a container with a lid. It isn’t that there is a shortage of lids. There is yet another container that is filled with just lids, many for which their mate has long disappeared, never to hold leftover macaroni again. But I keep the lids anyway because I have hope. It’s a sort of shrine for missing Tupperware everywhere….

I found myself using one of my plastic containers to save the zucchini. No matter that it was too far gone to waste my precious resources, I felt that it deserved to be saved and quietly reassured myself that maybe somebody would eat it. Nobody ate it.

That was a couple of days before Christmas. Christmas day I was forced back into the kitchen to start the ham. I pre-heated the oven and went searching the house for the gigantic pan. I managed to find it and get the ham in just as the oven beeped to telling me it was ready. I opened the oven door at the same time I realized that something didn’t smell right. That's the foreshadowing part of the stary. Then as I opened the door, I was horrified to discover that I had baked the Rice Krispie treats on their wax paper lined pan. That makes the third time this year that I have accidentally baked something that shouldn’t have been baked.

FYI- my New Year’s resolution has to do with not storing anything in the oven that has no business reaching three hundred and fifty degrees.


bernthis said...

I found a plastic kitchen magnet in my oven. How the hell it got there I have no clue but sadly I found it AFTER I'd melted it down to nothing

Stacie said...

Good Lord Lisa, get it together! LMAO! Three times, really?! I cracked up the first time and the second time, but this, this is TOO funny.

84thProblem said...

Maybe you could just get some sort of marker to keep on the oven like "Occupied"/"Unoccupied".
Once or twice is understandable, but three times?

J. said...

Well, Lisa, your stories never fail to entertain. Whenever I need a laugh, I know where to go. :)

S said...

I'm glad I don't live with you. I view the oven as a breadbox of sorts.
As for all those lids, you can use them as coasters for plants with leaky bottoms, and switch to zippered baggies for leftovers. I love being able to cram leftovers into any space I can find in the fridge and they just adapt. Then, if you do or don't decide to eat what is in them, the bags can be tossed without washing. (I hate that greasy feel that plastic has even when it's clean.)