Sunday, May 07, 2006

I'VE BEEN IN THE KITCHEN.

And no, the fire department is not on its way. Believe it or not, I've become quite a good cook.

You can stop laughing now, mom.

Okay, I have to tell you the story; otherwise, I'm sure she'll leave it in the comments. I was either 20 or 21, and I was about to attempt making my favorite meal for the first time. Not unfreezing it, not unwrapping it, but actually making it from scratch. I had my frying pan ready and had the chicken going, but what I really wanted was homemade mashed potatoes. So I called my mom, got the skinny on how it was done, and got to work.

I peeled the potatoes, diced them up, and got everything all together. I was following the instructions, and I plugged up the mixer and got ready to beat the potatoes into perfect mashed goodness. Problem is, the potatoes weren't having it.

Switch to mother's perspective. The phone rings again. "Mom," I whined, "I can't mash the potatoes. They keep flying out of the bowl." Those of you who were born with a uterus are already way ahead of me by now.

"Son," she starts tentatively, "did you boil those potatoes first?"

Long silent pause.

"No...."

Pause again for ten solid minutes of laughter coming from my mother's end of the phone.

"Son, are you trying to mash those potatoes raw?"

Another long silent pause.

"Well.... yeah.... isn't that how I'm supposed to do it?"

Pause again for more laughter.

Half an hour later after boiling the potatoes and scorching the chicken, I finally had my mashed potatoes. And my mom still laughs and tells every single person I know, be they girlfriends, friends, or strangers I just met.

So nyah :) Stole your thunder, mom!

Anyway, I just got finished whipping up this amazing salmon recipe that I have perfected, and I thought I'd share it with you chicks and with you men out there who might want to make it to impress your women. (Note: if you don't like fish, this recipe also works just as well with chicken! Trust me, just tried that too.)

Here it is:

Basil Caesar Salmon

* 4 salmon fillets (6-8 oz. each-skinned)
* ¼ cup creamy Caesar salad dressing or more if needed
* Salt and pepper to taste
* 1 cup Caesar salad croutons, crushed
* ½ cup grated Parmesan cheese
* 2 t. dried basil
* 2 T. olive oil

Place salmon in a greased 15”x10” pan. Sprinkle with salt and pepper. Spoon the salad dressing over fillets and spread to cover. Use more if needed. Combine the croutons, Parmesan cheese and basil. Add the oil and toss to coat well. Sprinkle this mixture over the fillets, completely covering the top. Bake, uncovered at 350 degrees for 20 minutes or until done. You should be able to have four servings.

Oh, and turn on a good Marc Cohn CD while you do this. Since this is a music blog and all.

6 Comments:

At 12:43 PM, Blogger Hannah said...

LOL (literally)-that hilarious!
Once, i wanted to make chocolate chip cookies, and i couldn't find the recipie. so, i used the 'oatmeal chocolate chip cookie' recipie, and just left out the oatmeal. well, they came out of the oven, and they were...flat...and weird...lol

 
At 7:07 PM, Blogger The Mad Blogger said...

hahahahahaha @ the mashed potatoes

Thank you for the laugh. I've been cooking for a long long time and I've made plenty of blunders. None as good as trying to mash raw potatoes though!

HAHAHAHAHAHA

 
At 11:38 PM, Blogger Kristin said...

i suck at cooking.

i will not laugh at the raw potatoes.

it can happen.

 
At 9:34 AM, Blogger Hannah said...

i was reading a book last night, and this girl forgot to boil the potatoes. i was laughing so hard, because of this

 
At 3:29 PM, Blogger bad kitty said...

Hee hee, sometimes boys can be total dingalings in the kitchen! But, um, yeah, sounds like me at the auto mechanic...

Dontcha think your salmon dish would go great with, oh I dunno, a CAESAR SALAD???

 
At 10:30 PM, Blogger Michael said...

SO JD's fixing Dinner, must mean this young lady is very, very special. Way to go JD. I wonder if she actually liked his cooking, or sometimes like us guys, we sit there smiling the whole time, chewing a gudzillion times, trying to keep from choking, and all the while praising the efforts and taste of what is the absoultly best meal we ever had, at least that's what we said. or what we want them to think we think.

 

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