...So, I used to be the world's worst cook. Seriously...ask my parents...I used to burn E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G. No joke. I could barely make a hamburger without turning it into a hockey puck. It usually resembled a charcoal briquette. This was the first time I lived at home.
I moved out...and lived with a few awesome people...and I still couldn't cook. My roommates were amazing cooks and NONE of it rubbed off. I liked to cook things that I could put on the stove, walk away from, and come back to fully cooked. That doesn't work out so well.
When I moved BACK in with my parents (I seriously LOVED living with my folks) I decided that I needed to cook more. This led to a love affair. I definitely burned a ton of things (oh mom, I still remember when I almost destroyed your stock pot with a bagged soup) and started out slow, but I don't even let Handsome Husband near the stove now.
Handsome Husband's dad is a really good cook, so it is a real feat when Handsome Husband says something is AWESOME. I made something tonight that made him say, "This is the best piece of meat I have EVER eaten," followed by some noises that told me he REALLY liked it.
I LOVE that! Here are some pictures from my tastebud adventure:
|Look at the sear on those suckers! I cooked the peppers first to make sure that they were nice and toasty. Then, I cooked the steak. I did it in this order so that I knew I had a really hot pan to start. I used Penzey's Chicago Steak Seasoning. Best. Seasoning. Ever.|
|Yeah buddy. Nom, nom, nom.|
|I roasted asparagus at 400 degrees with garlic salt, black pepper and chili powder. My new favorite combo.|
|I cook a ddddaaaannnngggg good steak. A perfect medium-rare.|