Posts Tagged ‘Domestically Inept’

Quinoa? Can we just use birdseed?

Monday, February 9th, 2009

I cooked last Sunday night out of my Veganomicon cook book. And I’m just now blogging about it. Please forgive me. I’m great at thinking of things to blog about, but not so great at the execution.

The Bad:

  1. Safeway does not carry Quinoa. The main part of my recipe.
  2. The bitchy checkout clerk who reassured me many many times that I grabbed watercress and not mint. Okay I get it! It was labeled wrong and I don’t know my herbs. Stop lecturing me!
  3. Our knives are dull.
  4. Knocking an open bottle of soy sauce into your silverware drawer makes a mess.
  5. I cannot cook without drinking a beer to calm my nerves. This is a fact.

The Good:

  1. Luckily Trader Joes was nearby to save the day with their Organic Quinoa.
  2. Trader Joes’s mint was clearly labeled. Saving the day again.
  3. Dull knives may be the only reason why I still have fingertips right now.
  4. Our silverware holder is now clean thanks to my husband who cleaned out the soy sauce.
  5. I had a nice buzz going on by the time the food was ready.

But you know what.. it turned out good! Like WOW good. Like this actually has flavor, and I would eat this again good. I’ll definitely have to try more things out of the cookbook. Especially since my stomach has decided it no longer would like me to eat cheese. Last night’s grilled cheese from In N Out about killed me. Why?? Why Stomach Why??!

Do any of you have amazing Vegan recipes you are hiding from me?

Sidenote: Umm a thousand thanks for the compliments in my last post. I think I will have to have that post in my favorites and any time I feel in a poopy mood, just reread all your lovely comments. You guys are the sweetest. times a billion.

A little insane, I know.

Monday, January 19th, 2009

Yesterday I cleaned behind our oven.

Even writing it I still feel like quite a freak. Though I do have this odd sense of satisfaction knowing that a layer (or five) of grease, grime, and dust no longer coats the cabinets and floor behind the oven. I had been thinking (obsessing) over this for quite a while. I had wanted to strip and rewax our sad dingy linoleum floors for a while. But I could never bring myself to do it without first addressing the disaster behind our oven. I knew it was there; every time I would cook I could see the nastiness peek out at me from the little crack between the oven and the cabinet. Then there was the day I dropped one of our knives down that crack. But I didn’t dare try to get it. That would have opened up the whole mess that I really just wanted to put off forever until we moved out of this place and could just leave it behind.

Yesterday, first I decided to mop. Then, as I was filling up our bucket, I just went for it. I threw caution and sanity to the wind. I pulled the oven out and OH MY GOODNESS. Really. SO gross. It clearly had not been cleaned between us and the last tenants. And how did I know? The previous tenant’s cat’s mice toys under the oven. Which scared the living hell out of me. The very reason why I do not give those stupid things to our cat. Those little black eyes. Ugh. Then I felt this evil laughter that had to be coming from this ghost cat because I realized I had fallen for that before! When we first moved in, there was one strategically peeking out under the fridge. So one night I dropped something, went to pick it up, and caught a glimpse of this mouse. Then I spent about ten minutes mustering up the courage to look again only to find that it was a cat toy. Sigh. I think I’ve found the last of the toy mice that are hidden in our house. It’s only taken two years.

But after all the trouble, I did it. I cleaned behind the oven. My husband walked in on the disaster of our kitchen and gave me that look. The “Oh my, my wife is officially nuts. I wonder how much paperwork is actually involved in a divorce if they are mentally insane.” But now I can relax because it is clean.

Now I just have behind the laundry machines to obsess over.

I know this may be a long shot, but am I totally alone here? What are your crazy cleaning habits?

Prepare Yourself for Cuteness

Wednesday, December 17th, 2008

Like seriously. Sit down or something. Because this post is going to knock your socks off. Get ready for some picture bombardment as well.

I got a certain package in the mail from canada addressed to moi…. I really hope our post office ladies don’t think I’m into some crazy internet porn or something now.. lol. We’ll see how they look at me the next time I have to go and pick up my mail ;)

And inside was a very cute package. (Brodie is very excited)

And inside was a yellow knit scarf with little notes attached!

And the sweetness of this gift was just too much

And reminded me of the how hard it was when I tried to learn to knit

And I remembered how frustrated I got while I spent hours holding those two pointy needles

Until I finally gave up

and took up crocheting instead

But never have I made anything so even and well made. Especially for a first project

So a note back to you, Kyla Bea, Thank You!

My husband had to drag me away from the computer because I wanted to blog about it right away. I mean seriously, how adorable is this?? I would drag out my first scarf I tried to knit, but sadly it only made it to about 6 inches long before I gave up. I also owe Sarah Marie P and Talia thank yous as well for putting on such a fun exchange.

I cooked… TWICE. And everyone is still alive.

Monday, November 24th, 2008

As I said on Friday, there were three things on the agenda this weekend: work (didn’t end up happening, so that’s good), exposaroonie (um let’s not talk about that. I have a bit of “photog’s block”), and veggie pizza. That last one SO happened.

This pizza was quite a bit of work, though it was all brought on by myself and my ineptness in the kitchen. We got the pizza dough, pizza sauce, cheese, onions, mushrooms, sliced olives, and zucchini all ready. The pizza dough was ready-made by Trader Joes. As was the pizza sauce. The olives came sliced. Cale prepped the rest. We got the pizza stone all heated up in the oven, following the instructions to a tee.

Then it was my turn. I stretched out the pizza dough, but realized that we had no flour. Sticky sticky mess. So I figured alright let’s just get this thing over with. I flopped it onto the stone where it quickly started cooking and putting even more pressure on me. Then the beginning of the chaos: What?! Since when do we not have a rolling pin?! Panicky, I grabbed two wooden spoons and in true Stephanie-fashion, used the spoons in an attempt to stretch the dough out into a somewhat flat surface.

Thank goodness we do not own a video camera.

There may have been some frantic words said, orders given, and Cale was then in the car to the in-laws with a mission to find a rolling pin. There really are perks to living two streets down from people who actually use their kitchen. Though a few seconds after he left I took a few breaths and got the dough into a workable shape. I quickly slathered on the sauce and tossed the toppings on the pizza before closing the oven door. Which is good because ten minutes later, Cale came back with no rolling pin. Disaster averted.

Until two minutes before the pizza was done I realized we didn’t have a metal spatula. Only two plastic ones, and never again will I make the plastic in the oven mistake again (Mom you can stop laughing now. Though did your oven ever stop smelling like plastic?). So Cale headed back over to his mom’s to bring back a metal, non-meltable spatula. We got the pizza out, sliced it, and enjoyed!

Just fifteen minutes in the oven and viola! quick and easy pizza!

Hah!

The arsenal of ingredients

The not-so-perfect circle of dough, but plenty of cheesy goodness. Though the funniest part of this is all the utensils on the side, haha. I’m such a pro. Scissors.

Still tasted so great

Me in my smokey kitchen and my much-deserved Heineken

Of course after we were finished, we had a ton of leftover vegetables. So the next morning, I decided to conquer the kitchen once more and use up all my leftovers. This was actually pretty good! My first quiche, though it may be considered cheating since I used bisquick, but it was good enough for me.

A pretty darn good breakfast.

BISQUICK QUICHE

  • 1-2 c. fillings of your choice (example broccoli, mushrooms, etc.)
  • 1 c. shredded cheese
  • 1/4 c. chopped onion
  • 2 c. milk
  • 1 c. Bisquick
  • 4 eggs
  • 1/4 tsp. salt
  • 1/8 tsp. pepper
  1. Heat oven to 400 degrees.
  2. Grease 10″ pie plate or 8″ square.
  3. Sprinkle fillings, onions and cheese in plate.
  4. Beat remaining ingredients until smooth and pour into plate.
  5. Bake 35 to 40 minutes or until a knife inserted halfway between edge and center comes out clean.
  6. Let stand 5 minutes before serving.

So, uh, how was your weekend?