I give in!

Seems I can’t read a blog these days without hearing about someone else’s cooking. Usually more skillful cooking than mine, too – I have a few dishes practiced to dependable edibility, but the rest of my chef-skills stem from two things:

  1. I watch too much food network. In particular, I watch too much Iron Chef. The take-home lesson on Iron Chef is that in a fight between bizarre innovations and time-honored classics, the bizarre innovations will always win 3-1.
  2. I’m much more excited by the prospect of seeing-what-happens than frightened by the prospect of eating-yucky-failed-project. I’m not afraid of anything in my kitchen. Except the one knife that tries to eat me every time I open the drawer, and those mysterious tupperwares in the freezer.

What this means, most of the time, is that I find interesting recipes, and then try to make them having only half the ingredients on hand. Or else I take all the ingredients on hand and put them in a wok.

Forgot where I was going with this. Something about marinating chicken in spiced apple yogurt, a flatmate who’s allergic to soy sauce, and how sweet sticky rice with mango sounds like an easier project than challah.

Meh. Thematic development and snappy conclusions are for chumps.

[Update, five minutes later: I can’t even read the Brunching Shuttlecocks without encountering people who make wiser culinary decisions than I do! Hmph.]

Comments

  1. francis s. wrote:

    I hate to tell you, but I suspect that the ability to cook well is sort of like rhythm – it can’t be taught. You either have a feel for it or you don’t.

  2. yami wrote:

    That’s never stopped anyone from trying, though.

  3. Steph wrote:

    There is no shame in watching The Food Network all the time. I find it to be infinitely entertaining. The only downfall, perhaps, is that it makes me hungry at times when I really don’t need to eat. Incidentally, here is my recent blog entry (partially) about cooking.

  4. yami wrote:

    Infinitely entertaining – except when Emeril is on. How I hate watching Emeril! Condescending, pretentious, uninformative, and then there are those horrid audience members…

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