Culinary adventures in space
May. 18th, 2005 10:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gogmagogSome funny food-related stories:
1) Today I was at the grocery store with my mom and we noticed they had fresh strawberries. My mom and I agreed that we should get some (since our few older strawberries aren't fruiting yet and our new strawberry bed and planter probably won't give much if any fruit the first year). However, we disagreed on the amount. She wanted to get the one-pound package, whereas I wanted to get the four-pound (!) package. (Hey, if they've got a package that big, I feel obligated to buy it.) We decided to compromise by buying two of the one-pound packages, but as we turned to move on my mom realized that for twenty cents more we could get the four-pound package and conceded.
Yosi 1, Mom 0. (This is how I usually win arguments with my parents, by the way.)
...Anyway, I spent about half an hour slicing up strawberries this evening, and dear GOD but these are the most ginormous strawberries I've ever seen. See for yourself. Really. But I've sliced up about a third of the package, and I've decided to make fresh, old-fashioned shortcake tomorrow as well as real fresh homemade whipped cream. (I'm too good to my parents, honestly.) So expect Cooking Phojo of the whole shebang later.
2) For supper tonight we were going to have cheeseburger skillet (basically pasta, cheese sauce and hamburger - but my mom was making it long before Hamburger Helper made its cheap ripoff version). Since I'd never cooked hamburger before, my stepdad decided to show me how to do it. So I took the thawed package of meat out of the fridge and dumped it into the skillet, mushed it up very easily, and started cooking it. I noticed it smelled more savory than hamburger usually does, and my stepdad observed that it must be very lean hamburger because he couldn't see any visible fat.
After about five minutes of this, and noticing it didn't seem to be browning, I sniffed and said with a puzzled expression on my face, "It smells like...pork. O_o"
It turns out that while my mom had thought she was taking frozen hamburger out of the freezer to thaw, instead it was leftover ham my stepdad had ground up with his new toy (meat grinder!). As such, it wasn't surprising that it a) had no fat, b) it didn't clump, and c) it smelled like pork. After laughing at ourselves (the Tard Family strikes again!), we cooked up our pasta and cheese sauce and my parents had the ham with theirs. x_x
Also, seen on an LJ icon today:
In a perfect world, you'd shut up. But since the world isn't perfect we have Walgreen's. And Walgreen's has duct tape. >:)
1) Today I was at the grocery store with my mom and we noticed they had fresh strawberries. My mom and I agreed that we should get some (since our few older strawberries aren't fruiting yet and our new strawberry bed and planter probably won't give much if any fruit the first year). However, we disagreed on the amount. She wanted to get the one-pound package, whereas I wanted to get the four-pound (!) package. (Hey, if they've got a package that big, I feel obligated to buy it.) We decided to compromise by buying two of the one-pound packages, but as we turned to move on my mom realized that for twenty cents more we could get the four-pound package and conceded.
Yosi 1, Mom 0. (This is how I usually win arguments with my parents, by the way.)
...Anyway, I spent about half an hour slicing up strawberries this evening, and dear GOD but these are the most ginormous strawberries I've ever seen. See for yourself. Really. But I've sliced up about a third of the package, and I've decided to make fresh, old-fashioned shortcake tomorrow as well as real fresh homemade whipped cream. (I'm too good to my parents, honestly.) So expect Cooking Phojo of the whole shebang later.
2) For supper tonight we were going to have cheeseburger skillet (basically pasta, cheese sauce and hamburger - but my mom was making it long before Hamburger Helper made its cheap ripoff version). Since I'd never cooked hamburger before, my stepdad decided to show me how to do it. So I took the thawed package of meat out of the fridge and dumped it into the skillet, mushed it up very easily, and started cooking it. I noticed it smelled more savory than hamburger usually does, and my stepdad observed that it must be very lean hamburger because he couldn't see any visible fat.
After about five minutes of this, and noticing it didn't seem to be browning, I sniffed and said with a puzzled expression on my face, "It smells like...pork. O_o"
It turns out that while my mom had thought she was taking frozen hamburger out of the freezer to thaw, instead it was leftover ham my stepdad had ground up with his new toy (meat grinder!). As such, it wasn't surprising that it a) had no fat, b) it didn't clump, and c) it smelled like pork. After laughing at ourselves (the Tard Family strikes again!), we cooked up our pasta and cheese sauce and my parents had the ham with theirs. x_x
Also, seen on an LJ icon today:
In a perfect world, you'd shut up. But since the world isn't perfect we have Walgreen's. And Walgreen's has duct tape. >:)
