i'll be the first to tell you that i don't plan meals very well. i'm grateful that spencer is really good about it. i can cook, but i'm not the best at planning ahead. i do pretty well when i have a menu-plan - don't ask why i don't do that more often. i do have my good times, however. sometimes i even plan more than just a main dish (i must admit that i usually just do a main dish).
today i had a great plan for dinner. three parts that didn't necessarily go together, but they were three things we had that i thought would be good. i was doing baked yams (bought them last week and didn't want them to go bad), pinto beans (we have tons and i've been wanting to try them for a while), and steamed carrots (i just got some today). spencer's last monday class goes until 6:30p and he found out this morning that he had to do research tonight at 7p. this afternoon i figured out when i needed to start everything in order for dinner to be ready by 6:30. the oven was set on timed bake for the yams. the beans were soaking on the stove. the carrots were peeled, cut, and in the steamer waiting to be turned on.
things were all going as planned and after benny got up from his nap and had a snack i hurried to get the boys ready to walk up to the creamery to get dessert for a family in the ward that just had a baby. spencer had said he'd go on his way home from class, but i was ready to go around 6. as i was crossing the street i saw spencer walking away from the creamery - he had gotten out of class early. after we got back i started the carrots and moved on to check the beans. as i was going to stir the beans i heard a crash and then benny start screaming. the steamer had fallen and all the carrots were all over the floor. i'm not sure if benny pulled on the cord or if the steamer just fell, but i have my suspicions... to top it off, the beans ended up taking a lot longer than i thought (i was about an hour off). tonight we had yams - and only yams - for dinner.
it's really not that bad, but when i had such high expectations, it's a little discouraging. i'm sure something like this will happen again, but i don't think that's a completely bad thing because it will mean that i'm getting closer to having real dinners on our kitchen table.
so, all of you reading this, help me feel a little better and share a "messed up meal" story of yours. :)
31 March 2008
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I hope you really like yams.
Once I experimented on a Fast Sunday -- very bad idea. I tried to convert a normal chicken recipe to the crock pot and it was nasty, nasty, nasty. To top it off we were starving from having fasted 24 hrs. Never again will I experiment on a Fast Sunday. Never.
i love yams. :) and i'll have to remember not to experiment on fast sunday. that would stink.
One time I was trying to do a chicken bake, but I had forgotten to thaw the chicken, so it went into the oven frozen instead of raw. I thought about just leaving it in there for a little longer and it would be all good. When I pulled it out, everything was black except the chicken, which was still cold and pink in the middle. My only backup plan: I left Brigg home with the kids while I made a quick trip to Taco Bell.
I used to live in the foreign language housing at BYU and was in charge of dinner one night for the men's and women's chinese house. I put some chicken in the oven for an hour. I removed it from the oven only to find that the chicken was still totally raw! It turns out that I never turned the oven on.
I tend to get pretty cranky when it comes to food. I can usually laugh it off and adjust to a messed up meal (cold cereal is always good), but I get really mad when I have dinner ready and warm and Anthony ends up coming home late from work. When I'm hungry and the food is ready I just want to eat! He's gotten lots better about coming home on time, but it's pretty comical how cranky I can get over something so simple.
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