Did I mention I'm a cook??

Ah, yes, something I’ve been meaning to add to my blog. An interesting story that I send out to a buddy of mine a while back that was a little entertaining…

The background of this email chunk is that whenever I cook, I inevitably make way too much and end up having left-overs for days. And since I cook usually every night (unless I still have stuff left from the previous night), it builds up so I thought I’d be a nice person (like I pretend to be) and give some carrot-cashew nut loaf and roasted vegetables to a buddy of mine in Halifax since I thought they were tasty.

I’m responding to his comment that it was good, but the texture was strange. I totally didn’t think about this before giving it to him, since vegetarian food generally is a little different texture wise.

Then I thought back to making in, here’s my reply…

“I'm glad you can stomach it! Yah, I agree, the carrot cashew thing was a little weird, texture wise. I think I may know why... Once upon a time, an enthusiastic, but not always on the ball, cook decided to make a new recipe. Since this enthusiastic cook was in a new kitchen where vegetables are steamed using a pot and a strainer, she happily constructed the make shift strainer and placed in carrots for a hopefully soon-to-be delicious nut loaf. Well, no sooner did the enthusiastic cook sit down after washing the dishes while waiting for the carrots to steam, did she smell smoke. Oh, no! So the enthusiastic cook (maybe you've realized by now that the word "cook" my be overly optimistic- perhaps "person attempting to cook dinner" is a better term- further more, enthusiastic is no longer true, so that word needs to be adjusted as well) rushed into the kitchen where the make shift steamer was smoking- not steaming. So the poor person attempting to cook dinner quickly learned that it's very important to use lots of water when steaming vegetables. She also learned that it sucks to destroy friends' pots and that new pots are quite expensive. So, ending on a Disney note, though the no-longer-so-optimistic person attempting to cook dinner had to settle with not-quite cooked carrots for her new recipe, it was a somewhat happy day in the sense that many lessons were learned that evening. For the record, I'm, I mean the despaired person attempting to cook dinner, is not always such a clutz, just may appear that way in too many circumstances...”

Oh, the lessons in life… :)