For those of you who don't know, I have spent much of my life in love with cooking. I can see how you wouldn't know this, as I went through a 2.5ish year period where I didn't want to cook because I was really lazy and almost the only thing I ever made was cookies, pizza rolls, and spaghetti. Not always, but almost always. Before that, you might never have realized it either because all of my cooking time was spent at Duncan's house so you never would have realized I was making anything since we ate all of it there.
Previous to that, however, I really enjoyed cooking. I didn't have a lot of variety in my cooking, but I loved it. The very first thing I ever made was scrambled eggs and I think I was around 7. I believe that even now, even when I absolutely hate eggs with a very large passion (though not products that have eggs in them... seriously, what a fallacy of an argument) I believe I make some mean scrambled eggs.
(Please do not bring up the case of my loving Egg Drop Soup. For one thing, I can't eat too much of it because it is too eggy. For another, do you expect me to be able to explain my taste preferences to you? Becauase I can't and I won't.)
Last summer in my sublet, I didn't get to make mad meals all the time because I was always doing school work :( Though we did have a big dinner one night with spaghetti and home made garlic bread and asparagus.
And last fall I didn't get to cook at all because the kitchen in my dorm was broken.
But here I am a cooking goddess! Our cooking utensils are incredibly limited. No microwave, no moka machine, no blender or hand mixer or anything to make the job easier. No measurement utensils, and not even a decent mixing spoon. I had to borrow Kevin's whisk the other day.
Last week I came up with the incredibly brilliant idea of making a menu. As in, each night would be planned out. I stuck to it pretty well, until I realized that it makes grocery shopping really not cheap.
Per ejemple... this was what I ate all last week.
On Monday, I made Minestrone. Ugh, it had kale in it, but it was really pretty good. I used a beef stock in it.
On Tuesday I had a rice and asparagus soup, only the rice sucked up all the water, so it was like a cheeseless risotto. And I used the Classico stock, and that's when I decided that cooking with stock is a gift given to us by the cooking gods.
Wednesday was my already posted about Chicken Noodle Soup.
Thursday I made risotto, which was really good and I ate every last bite of it, except the one bite I gave to Emily.
Friday I made homemade Chicken Fettucine Alfredo, which was good but I wanted it to be more fattening.
Saturday was Pati's meal night, and Sunday and Monday I ate out with Cheri and Kathy.
But I did make Oreo Balls on Sunday.
Now this week I was going to make spaghetti with artichoke hearts and tomatoes, potato soup, fried mozzarella balls with cheesy olive bread, Italian meatball soup, spaghetti and meatballs, beef lo mein, and a macaroni. I want to make these things really bad! Only I have some groceries left that I still need to use... so I guess I will be making a pesto fettucine tonight with asparagus.
But these will be the things I make soon! I have the brilliant idea of making a ton of meatballs one night and being able to use them for days. I'm thinking about making Beth's cheesy meatballs if I can make my own baking mix without a mixer.
But right now I DESPERATELY want sawmill gravy and biscuits, so I really hope that I can make this homemade baking mix recipe work!
In case you wonder what I do with all my time here (other than reading and cooking, which I think is what I do with most of it) I spend a lot of time at school. If you thnk that I am doing school work at school, you're wrong. I possibly spend 98.9% of my time here at school looking up recipes on websites to take them home and cook. I will quite probably buy a fancy Italian cookbook right before I leave (right before because they're not cheap) and when I get home I'm buying New Classic Family Dinners by Mark Peel and I was going to buy Naples at the Table only Cheri told me she will buy me that for my birthday. And when I get home, Mom better watch out! The Kitchen is Mine!
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