Know Thyself. Know Thy Tomato Preferences.

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cooking, dislikes, likes, spaghetti sauce, taste, tomato sauce

I’ve been thinking, and I’m beginning to wonder if I secretly dislike tomato sauce.

If so, I have kept it a very good secret from myself. I buy it frequently, always have. Spaghetti sauce is something we keep in large quantities, and use in several different recipes.

Many of my favourite foods involve tomato sauce – pizza, spaghetti, lasagna.

If you said to me, “here, taste this tomato sauce”, I’d say “sure!” and happily open wide.

And I like tomatoes. I like ketchup. I am friendly with all variations of this  member of the nightshade family.

But you wouldn’t know it from my food preferences.

When I order pasta in a restaurant, I hardly ever get something in a tomato based sauce. I get an alfredo, or a clear sauce.

I consider it a great treat when we order pizza with a pesto sauce (for a friend who is allergic to tomatoes) or simply lacking in sauce (perogie pizza is a favourite of mine).

If we are out of spaghetti sauce, PH discounts pasta as an option, but I am quite happy, when left to my own devices, to simply add cheese and garlic butter. In fact, I think I actually prefer it that way.

In fact, when I really think about it, there is very little that we add tomato sauce to that I would not eat just as happily or MORE happily without tomato sauce.

When I do eat things with tomato sauce on them, I DROWN them in cheese. I don’t really ENJOY foods like spaghetti unless I have cheese to go with them. Meanwhile, I rarely add cheese to an alfredo, unless it is just a sprinkle of parmesan.

So, if I prefer foods without tomato sauce to foods with tomato sauce, and if I mute tomato sauce with cheese whenever possible…

How much can I really like tomato sauce?

Boil Fail

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boiling water, cooking, fail

Guys, I have officially hit rock bottom in the kitchen-fail department. I have spent the last five minutes waiting for a pot of water to boil.

Realization: The stove is not on.

Realization: The pot is the same goddamn pot that I blackened by boiling it dry when I was pregnant.

I CAN’T EVEN BOIL WATER.

Past Kitchen-Fails Include But Are Not Limited To:

Rice Fail

Smoothie Fail

Yoghurt Fail

From now on, I will just boil water

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cooking, fail, mistakes, rice, rice cooker

We have leftover Indian food, but are out of rice. I go into the kitchen to make some more.

Five minutes later, I come back out, looking defeated.

Me: “I screwed up. I can’t even make rice without screwing up.”

Perfect Husband: “…How do you screw up rice?”

Me: “I measured the rice into the cooker, but the container wasn’t in there, so I just poured rice right onto the element. I tried to dump it out, but it seems to have gotten down into the mechanism and I can’t shake it all out. I suck.”

Perfect Husband: “You don’t suck; you’re amazing! Everyone makes mistakes.”

Me: “but I can’t even make rice!”

Perfect Husband: “I’ll go look on the internet and see if what we should do. This probably happens all the time. What brand is it, Cuisinart?”

Five minutes later.

Perfect Husband goes to the kitchen, picks up the rice cooker and starts turning it around and shaking it. Grains of rice tumble out and get licked up by the dog.  From the sound of it, there are a lot more grains of rice in there that aren’t coming out. The rice cooker sounds like a rain stick.

Me: “Did the internet tell you what to do?”

Perfect Husband: “…No. Apparently this has never happened in the history of ever.”

Me: “I CAN’T EVEN MAKE RICE.”