I absolutely adore cooking now. Okay, that's a bit of an exaggeration since I cook at least 3 meals a day for the girls. But I do really love trying new recipes. The past few years I have been really learning a lot about cooking, but 8 years ago I could barely make a meal without calling someone to ask how to make it.
One of my favorite stories is when I thought I would be nice and make a meal for my roomies. My sophomore year I decided to make lasagna for my 4 roommates. Rachael Ray had not quite
yet made her way into my life, I lived off of typical crappy college
food. I looked up a recipe online and headed out to the store to buy
everything. Gosh, I miss Woodmans (only the best grocery store EVER).
I started off great making a simple sauce with some Italian sausage. Then it all went downhill. When reading two cloves of garlic, I envisioned a clove as a
whole BULB. When I was trying to cook, I had no idea how to peel the
cloves and it was a mess. The lasagna was filled with the papery pieces from the garlic and it was inedible. Can you even imagine how much garlic that is? At least 20 cloves!
My hands reeked and I swear I had garlic coming out of my pores for days. Our house smelled even horrible, as well. The lasagna (needless to say...) was thrown out. My brave
roommate Silja was nice enough to try a bite, but the rest was
quarantined.
After this incident, I decided it was time to learn how to cook. I started to pay attention to 30 Minute Meals, instead of complaining, when my roommate Maggie watched.
This is why I would like to thank Rachael Ray. She showed me how to actually peel and crush garlic properly. She also taught me what EVOO is and what the heck to do with kale.
This post was for Mama Kat's Writing Workshop. I chose to write about a recipe gone wrong.