Unfortunately you can’t just call the Fire Department when you have a food disaster. Instead you need to call on your ingenuity. Hunger is a great motivator. Just ask my brother, who filed this report.
“I was preparing my dinner, having gotten out the three left-over meatballs (from the previous night's ‘spaghetti and meatballs’ dinner), the spaghetti sauce, the mozzarella cheese and the last bun that was in the house. I had just finished toasting the bun and was in the process of moving it from the toaster-oven to a pan. There I intended to add the meatballs, sauce and cheese before reinserting the whole concoction into the toaster-oven for a few minutes, at the "top brown" setting, so as to melt the cheese and warm everything up.
“But, rather than taking the pan to the toasted roll, I hastily tried to move the roll to the pan on the other side of the sink. That's when "the disaster" occurred. The burning-hot roll fell out of my hand and into the sink, landing in a container full of water. I was, not surprisingly, very upset. This was the only roll available for making my all-day-long-looked-forward-to meatball sandwich.
“My first emergency plan, namely, to dry out the soaked roll by baking it for a while, had to be scrapped when I noticed that the container soaking in the sink was filled with very soapy water. Thus, if I waited an hour for the roll to dry out I would have removed the water from it but, alas, not the soap, and that was not a flavor which would have complemented my savory collation in the slightest. Hence, I needed to get inventive. So I mashed up the meatballs, pretty much returning them to their original ground-beef consistency, liberally spread the tomato sauce over the meat, placed several slices of mozzarella cheese on top and broiled everything for several minutes. The result: a very enjoyable meal which I called ‘Pasta-less Lasagna!’"
That’s a lot better than my disaster yesterday with black beans. I filled up a pot with water, added 1 cup dried black beans, put the gas flame on low and set the timer for 2 hours. I left the kitchen, didn’t hear the timer ring and returned 3 hours later to a pot of charred black beans. That was a 10 out of 10 disaster, maybe even an 11 out of 10 because I had to throw the beans and the pot away. I must remember to take the timer with me next time I leave something cooking.
Sometimes cooking disasters can have a positive result in the future. I discovered the value of lining a layer cake pan with wax paper or parchment paper when I couldn’t extract a layer from the pan without breaking it. Now I know better.
I learned from experience that baby octopus takes less than 5 minutes to cook, unless you like eating rubber bands.
|Grilled Baby Octopus|
The good thing about disasters is that you discover something new. The bad thing is that the possibilities for disasters are never-ending.
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