Now I know how Harry Potter felt when his aunt and uncle trapped him in a room under the stairs. Well...almost.
I'm still trapped in this teeny tiny apartment with...wait for it... no kitchen!
dun dun dun.
But I'm still coping with life without preparing, measuring, chopping, sautéing somehow. I have been finding ulterior outlets for my crazy craving for cooking...
First of all, I made my boyfriend watch Food Inc. with me-- his first time, my bazillionth.
& if (for some bizarre reason) you haven't seen it,
YOU MUST WATCH IT.
YOU MUST WATCH IT.
It's Instant on Netflix. And if you don't have Netflix yet... then you haven't started living.
The film does an amazing job at portraying the underlying corporate structure behind everything we eat! Not to mention the various bills and subsidies that further enforce this convoluted mess...
In fact, this documentary is the original source from which my devotion to the cause derives.
So you better watch it.
Secondly, I had my first official cooking class this Tuesday (yippee)!
The first class was on the different ways of preparing meats and vegetables...
I, having cooked for 5-6 years, thought it'd be a bore.
Boy was I wrong!!
Learning the exact, correct way of doing everything is so empowering! I feel as though I can just start jotting recipes of my own down.
Plus, I learned how to poach an egg! Something I've never done before.
& if you've never poached an egg before, you're in luck--
Start by bring water in a medium pot to a simmer. Add a seriously small amount of vinegar (my instructor used the flat cap of the vinegar bottle). Crack the egg into a ramekin (or small bowl). Whisk the water around and create a vortex. Then, pour the egg in. Use a slotted spoon to guide the egg. Walk away for 1-2 minutes. Using the slotted spoon, pull the egg out. Season.
AND VOILA! A yummy-in-my-tummy poached egg!
As soon as I move into my kitchen equipped apartment...poached eggs all around!