Epic. Cooking. FAIL.
GAH! Why have I suddenly lost all of my meager kitchen prowess?! First there was the potato pancake fiasco yesterday and today I completely ruined a stash of perfectly good vegetables.
This is how my cooking FAIL is making me feel. VOMIT FACE

It all started innocently enough. I had a ton of veggies, and I was flipping through one of my favorite cookbooks when my eyes landed on ratatouille tart. Perfect! I thought, naively, that will use up all of those veggies. I am a thrifty domestic GODDESS. How soon the proud come tumbling down.
First off, I over-roasted some of the veggies. Over-roasted, meaning kinda burnt. I tasted them...and they were okay-ish. Too salty, too smokey. I thought to myself, hey - mix it with egg and throw it in a delicious pie, let's throw caution to the wind and proceeded onwards! Wheeee!
Then I par baked a beautiful savory crust. BEAUTIFUL. I should've known better than to go any further. I filled it with the kinda icky veggies and egg and put it in a 400 degree oven for 50 minutes. The recipes said 450 degrees for 55 minutes, but I thought that was just craziness. My oven scorches stuff at that temperature.
Well, I had the right instinct at least. Fifty minutes later I had a burnt pie, even though I had cooked it at a lower heat for less time. While I wisely lowered the suggested heat, I never checked on the thing like a dummy! The veggies that were already burnt, just burnt more. My beautiful crust, that I was so excited about, was just dark enough brown that it tasted like burnt cardboard.
I absolutely hate wasting food, but I think I'm going to have to throw the pie directly into the trash. Sniffle.
I did, however, manage to make a delicious roasted chicken.
Kitchen: 2 Me: 1
This is how my cooking FAIL is making me feel. VOMIT FACE

It all started innocently enough. I had a ton of veggies, and I was flipping through one of my favorite cookbooks when my eyes landed on ratatouille tart. Perfect! I thought, naively, that will use up all of those veggies. I am a thrifty domestic GODDESS. How soon the proud come tumbling down.
First off, I over-roasted some of the veggies. Over-roasted, meaning kinda burnt. I tasted them...and they were okay-ish. Too salty, too smokey. I thought to myself, hey - mix it with egg and throw it in a delicious pie, let's throw caution to the wind and proceeded onwards! Wheeee!
Then I par baked a beautiful savory crust. BEAUTIFUL. I should've known better than to go any further. I filled it with the kinda icky veggies and egg and put it in a 400 degree oven for 50 minutes. The recipes said 450 degrees for 55 minutes, but I thought that was just craziness. My oven scorches stuff at that temperature.
Well, I had the right instinct at least. Fifty minutes later I had a burnt pie, even though I had cooked it at a lower heat for less time. While I wisely lowered the suggested heat, I never checked on the thing like a dummy! The veggies that were already burnt, just burnt more. My beautiful crust, that I was so excited about, was just dark enough brown that it tasted like burnt cardboard.
I absolutely hate wasting food, but I think I'm going to have to throw the pie directly into the trash. Sniffle.
I did, however, manage to make a delicious roasted chicken.
Kitchen: 2 Me: 1
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3 Comments:
AARGH! Thank goodness for that chicken or you'd be having breakfast for dinner. It's what we do in a pinch. It gets better....
gg
Bad kitchen, bad! And GG, breakfast for dinner - yipee!
IS IT POSSIBLE THE OVEN IS HAVING A PROBLEM? THAT MANY PROBLEMS IN A ROW MIGHT SUGGEST IT'S NOT THE COOK.
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