Actually, K is for Klutz in the Kitchen.
I don't like to cook, but I have a few go-to, no-fail dishes I cook well. Until recently.
In the past two months my best dish--a flavorful taco soup was tasteless, and I've set off my fire alarm. Multiple times.
The latest debacle involved my instapot. I love cooking with my crock pot, so I thought the instapot would be a cinch.
Nope.
Don't get me wrong. I like it, but it's different.
I found an all in one instapot recipe for mashed potatoes and meatloaf. It sounded wonderful. At the last minute I decided to change to sweet potatoes. Since I wanted them oven baked I decided to pop the meatloaf in the oven as well. I had just taken a dump cake out of the oven so it was still hot.
Unfortunately, the dump cake was made in a dish too small because the correct sized dish was in use (another dump cake I took to an event). The second dump cake bubbled over. Just a little.
Rather than cooling and cleaning the oven, I went ahead and popped the meatloaf and sweet potatoes in for the cook. A few minutes into the cooking, I thought my eyes were strained. No. The room was getting smokey. About the time I realized it, the alarm sounded.
Not a problem. Well, except it was 10:30 pm. I turned off the screeching alarm, turned on the exhaust fans, and opened the windows to air the place out.
The food was about half cooked. Again, not a problem. I popped the potatoes in the microwave and decided to finish off the meatloaf in the instapot. The meatloaf was still in the original handformed shape for the instapot so I just popped it in, set the time, and left the room.
A couple minutes later I came back and checked the instapot. It said, "burn." That was when I realized I hadn't added the liquid. It wasn't burned.
After adding the liquid and resetting the time I actually ended up with the best, moistest, most flavorful meatloaf I've ever made.
Unfortunately, I don't think I could reproduce the recipe. My neighbors are probably glad. They like to sleep.
About Me
- Loulymar
- My bags are packed and I'm always ready to seek out an adventure with Bandit and Moggy in tow. Bandit is my thirteen year old Chinese Crested, who I frequently call The Bald One or The BaldOne Boy (like he was one of the Baldwin Brothers). Moggy’s full name is Pip-Moggy. He’s my two year old gansta-resuce kitty. I couldn’t decide between Pip (which are the spots on die and domino tiles) and Moggy (or Moggie when I mistakenly thought he was a she), so I combined the two. Moggy refers to the British term for "cat of unknown parentage .” So in essence, I have an almost bald dog, and I’ve named my cat “Spot.”
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