Tuesday, January 1, 2013

The Year 2013: 1. Suano: 0.

This is why I never make New Year's Resolutions. By 7PM, January 1, it has already blown up in my face

I wanted to try making more meals at home. You know, expand my dinner repertoire beyond cereal and chips and salsa. So, for Christmas, I asked for a crock pot. I figured that would be a good place to start. From my vague understanding of slow cooking, you pretty much chop up a lot of stuff, dump it into the thing, give it a stir, and let it simmer while you're away. I imagined a romantic scene of coming home after a hard day's work, only to be welcomed by the comforting aroma of chili or pulled pork wafting through the front door. It would be like Leave It To Beaver, only in this modern version I would be Ward Cleaver, briefcase in hand, and Crock Pot would be my very own June.

I had tried this slow cooking experiment a few years back, but that was when I just had a mini crock pot. "A slow cooker for a single person!" is what the gleeful giver chirped at me. I quickly auto-corrected "single person" to "spinster." I don't imagine any bachelors unwrapping one and immediately cooing about the many white chicken chili recipes he had been dying to try.

Needless to say, it hadn't gone well. The whole point of slow cooking is getting a great return on your time and produce investment. With the Spinster Slow Cooker, I had to do almost the same amount of prep each time for a measly two servings. Plus, the second serving always looked so forlorn, slumped there in the bottom of the pot, that I wound up shoveling it in my mouth or pouring it down the drain.

But now ... thanks to a generous aunt ... I am armed with a full-sized crock pot. Nothing small or singular about it. I could make barbecue beef for an army with this thing.

So, on this first day of a brand new year, I scour the interwebs and select chicken tikka masala as my first slow cooker endeavor. I am addicted to this classic Indian dish but have only made it in the past when I have about three hours to kill. Needless to say, it's never on the menu during the week. The thought of digging into this delicious mess of chicken, tomatoes, and spices is too tempting to resist!

It starts off easy enough: chop up some onions, mix up some tomato paste and water, add in some chicken breasts. A little garam here, a little masala there, and BOOM. Chicken tikka masala bubbling in a crock pot. I set the timer for eight hours later, set the recipe aside, and go off to do something incredibly productive. (Like stopping by a local superstore ... and maybe ... buying two new lamps.)

(I know. I have a problem.)

Eight hours -- and eleven and a half episodes of Gossip Girl -- later, and it's dinner time! Having resisted my any sneak peeks, I finally unlock and lift the lid.

It.

Looks.

AMAZING!

All that's left is to stir some cream into the crock pot. I grab the carton of heavy cream and check the recipe to see how much it calls for. That's when I spy that I missed an ingredient. Apparently I have to mix in a few tablespoons of corn starch to thicken it up. Whew! Thank goodness I checked the recipe again. I mean, how horrible would it have been to wait all this time and then screw it up with the last step?

I dump a couple spoonfuls of powder into the cream, give it a stir, and take it over to the crock pot. It smells exactly like the masala I order at the local Indian restaurant. This dinner is going to be epic. I can't wait to see what it looks like with this extra cream stirred in! And, with that, I pour the last two ingredients into the crock pot and start stirring.

Then, something starts to happen.

Something goes wrong.

Horribly, horribly wrong.




Here's a fun fact: corn starch? Not nearly the same thing as baking soda.

In fact, when baking soda is substituted for corn starch, it turns a dinner entree into a foaming, expanding, out-of-control science experiment. I just spent the last eight hours making a tomato-and-chicken volcano.

Of course, I handle this kitchen crisis with the cool, calm, and collected approach that any owner of a full-sized crock pot would possess.



And, lest you think, Pshaw! That's just Suano, exaggerating an everyday life anecdote again, I give you photographic evidence. As the foam cleared, I was left with this.




Congratulations, crock pot. Consider yourself christened. The pot-portion of the crock pot is currently soaking in the sink.

Raisin Nut Bran for dinner it is.

The Year 2012 2013: 1. Suano: 0.

3 comments:

  1. Suano, crockpot extraordinaire, with 2013 now officially over the cliff, what can you do for an encore?

    Might I suggest boiling eggs but be sure to have an automamatic shut-down to avoid boiling dry and incurring an eggsplosion:) Nothing is easy anymore.

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  2. OMG that is so funny! that is a good thing to do to clean your drains though.... I ususaly use backing soda followed by some cider vinegar!

    I think you should try it again. the recipe sounded good too. your grapics and pictures are MARVELOUS!

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  3. Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking. I actually use baking soda for cleaning my disposal all the time. Not sure why my brain decided to misfire and go with the logic, "hey! This ingredient also is great at getting the stank of spoiled sour cream out of your pipes! Why not throw it in to a dinner entree?" I blame low sugar levels brought on by an eight-hour waiting period before dinner.

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