Kitchen NightmaresFebruary 25, 2010
No, this is not about the Gordon Ramsay reality show…this is about nightmares that happen in the home kitchen, and this post is inspired by a run of missteps, errors and mental lapses that have plagued my own kitchen this week.
On Sunday night, I intended to make a soup, and only after I had already marinated some peppers, sliced and diced my veggies, opened a couple of cans and heated oil in a pot did I realize that I had forgotten to buy something: soup broth! The recipe called for 32 oz. of it, so it’s not like I could just omit it and continue without…it was a soup, after all. Time was becoming a factor as well (those of you with a young child at home know what I mean), so if I had run to the store and gotten the broth and came back, it would have been too late to finish cooking. Angrily I dumped out the oil, sealed my cans, wrapped up my veggies and peppers and hoped they would all keep until the following evening. Then I did run out and get a pizza, but I was not happy about it.
The next evening, broth in hand, I once again went about creating the soup intended for consumption the previous night (and now I was really hoping it turned out well). Everything was going swimmingly until the part of recipe where I had to pour the soup, veggies and all, into the food processor to puree it. As the container began to fill up, I suddenly noticed that all the broth was simultaneously streaming out of the bottom of the processor, flooding the countertop and eventually the floor. Terrific. I had no broth the night before, and now again, I had no broth, save for a little that did not spill out of the food processor. How I managed to keep savage amounts of profanity from filling up my little boy’s ears is a mystery. Frustrated to no end, I sopped up the mess and resisted the urge to hurl the remaining soup ingredients out the window. Instead, I pureed what was left and hoped for the best. And when all was said and done, it was at least edible. My negative energy surely clouded my objective judgment of the dish, but my wife said it was really good (though I’m sure she was just being supportive).
And finally, and this was a small mistake but a mistake nonetheless, last night’s dinner of Singapore-style curried noodles and veggies was supposed to contain a protein of some sort – chicken, tofu, shrimp – and I had planned on chicken, but neglected to remove it from the freezer. The dish still turned out fine, but it sure would have been nice to have that chicken soaking in the spicy curry sauce.
So it’s been a rough week at the Mouse House Kitchen, but I’m happy to say that these occurrences are mostly the exception rather than the norm. Please divulge to me your own kitchen nightmares, if for no other reason than to make me feel better, and let me know how you handled them. Thanks!