A Cooking Slump on the horizon. I planned to make some risotto with some of the remaining Rice Pudding rice. Here is where it went off the rails: I saw Caroline leaving TeddyJ with some fried chicken. Therefore, I must have fried chicken, and I rationalized it by saying (stifle your laughter), “I can take the bones from the fried chicken and simmer them in pre-made chicken stock and then I’ll have really tasty extra strength chicken stock for my risotto. Oh! And I can take the meat off the chicken first and chop it up for the risotto. And add squash and asparagus and carrots and celery and corn. YUM.” Yum, I thought.
I got as far as eating the skin off the fried chicken. (Yum.) I decided to boil off the meat. But, it never really got to the boiling point. Eventually I gave up and strained out the stock, so what I have now is chilled spice and grease flavored smelly chicken stock. However, since I have recognized the nascent cooking slump, I am waiting for fresh stock and will just proceed carefully from there.
I am profoundly lazy. This marks the second day of lying in bed and watching the debt limit debate. Four guitars within arm’s reach. No, I’d rather watch CNN. I actually saw this on CNN today: Big BREAKING NEWS logo followed by Wolf Blitzer: “There has been no further progress in the negotiations.” They need a GENERALISSIMO FRANCISCO FRANCO IS STILL DEAD” logo.
Even worse, I am xeno – not xenophobic … xenoennuic. Or, put simply, Fareed Zakahri bores me silly. “Why is he boring?” Gary asked. I answered, “Because he will explain the debt crisis and how it impacts the Pakistani economy.” And I should care, but I do not. I hope other countries are bored when they are told how their news impacts the Amercian economy.
I did just get up and set the Scooba on its path of cleanliness and virtue. And I switched to MSNBC. Andrea Mitchell is 67 AND married to Alan Greenspan. Damn, girl. And she only has an English degree.
12 responses to “In Which I Am Fully Aware of My Limitations”
Yes, but she’s still married to Greenspan. Can you imagine waking up to that every morning? Shudder.
As for the news ennui – I think it’s just natural burnout – they have fucked up so many things, and created such a huge list of things we need to care about, we finally fried. At least that’s my excuse…
I fried about 3 years ago, I think. I decided that it’s all the same problems, over and over again.
I made honey mustard potato salad yesterday. It has chopped up celery and radish in it for crunch. I’m amazed I got up the energy to chop 2 separate vegetables.
I’ve been in a cooking slump the past several weeks. I’ve decided tonight to go shopping and try to make at least two dishes this week. I’m thinking one will be lasagna since that will go far..
Hmm.Sounds like my everyday life in Hawaii. It’s called Polynesian paralysis. Enjoy it. It is necessary for creative thinking and production to completely vegetate from time to time. And it’s summer, for crying out loud!
Your cooking drive seems to have moved down the road. I made a delicious pork roast last night, accompanied by stuffing and roasted veggies. The next few nights I will sprinkle flour on my face and present leftover pork sandwiches or something like that.
Oh, and the chicken was dry.
OK, it’s Monday night now and they have rescued us all from disaster in the closing seconds, right before the train was going to off the cliff. They’re such heroes!
Seriously, NONE of these Jack Legs should be re-elected. They’re playing us all for complete IDIOTS……I’m SICK, SICK, SICK of them, ALL of them!!!!
Becs – Oh, separate beds I’m sure.
Mare – But, at least we might get healthcare. Maybe?
Tami – Oh, Snif. You put mustard in potato salad?
Amy in StL – Everyone I know raves about the no-boil lasagna recipes.
Hattie- Summer must make everyone tired. Two more days of Radical Heat Warning. I hope it’s nicer down there by the equator.
Caroline – I made a fabulous risotto. And, dry? Unthinkable!
Benchmark – Someone on CNN did point out that if they hadn’t dragged it to the last second, people would be constantly bitching that they could have gotten a better deal if they’d worked longer. Still, I’m with you,sick of them.
Don’t think I didn’t notice that oblique rice pudding snub.
Big Dot – I can only have so much rice pudding. It was very good, and this risotto actual tasted like dinner out at a fancy place risotto.
Risotto is awesome.
I made honey mustard potato salad. It’s got potatoes, celery, radishes, and honey-mustard vinaigrette. No mayo. It’s not that I don’t love mayo, it’s that I also love a potato salad that doesn’t smell funny after 8 hours on a picnic table. The original recipe had green onions, too, I think, but I left them out in a very blase manner. The vinaigrette is equal parts honey and mustard, salt & pepper to taste, and then I whisk it while pouring in olive oil until it looks like dressing. Then I add the veggies, then I add the (screaming hot) potatoes and stir. It is made of delicious, I tell you.
Tami – well, okay, but that’s for when you have a picnic. And I don’t do picnics. I would just as happily eat in the bathroom.