Normally, I’m a good cook. Sometimes I’m even a great cook. Last night, however, the wheels came completely off in the kitchen.
We have an abundance of sweet potatoes from our coop. I thought it might be nice to have some homemade baked sweet potato fries. Never having made them before, I carefully followed the directions in a recipe I found on Allrecipes.com. Result? Some mushy, some burnt. All with not-great flavor. Disaster.
Our main dish was a muffuletta sandwich. These tasty sandwiches feature toasted bread, meat (turkey, in our case), olive mix, cheese and veggies. I love them. But last night the result not good. The bread was so thick and tough that we had to eat them as open face sandwiches. Disaster.
I hoped to redeem the meal with a good dessert – fresh sliced peaches topped with Bird’s custard. Despite a sugar dusting and time to ripen, the peaches were still a little bitter. And because it was just one of those nights, the custard refused to thicken. ARGH. Disaster.
I’m so glad my husband is such a good sport because he ate everything without complaint. Fortunately, these complete cooking disasters usually only happen once every few years or so.