This resulted in a rather startled and bemused reaction on my behalf when I moved out of the dorms into an apartment of my own during my college days. Cook? What do you mean cook? I could boil water, blanche greens and cook rice. But anything beyond the scope of 3 steps was completely foreign to me.
Luckily, being a science major meant that I would have a lot of practice with set rigid protocols when it came to experiments. When I realized that recipes were quite similar to work protocols, ecstatic was the only emotion that coursed through me while I thought about the possibilities of creations.
Fast forward 6 years later, I'm still experimenting and the thrill of trying my hand at different recipes has never abated.
At this moment, my fingers smell of bay leaves and lemon. Garlic, rosemary, and the aroma of meat cooking on stove top permeate the air.
Tonight's experiment? Pulled pork from pork butt boiled in a dutch oven.
We shall see in a couple more hours. <3
2 comments:
I love pulled pork. I always put my rosemary leaves in a tea ball for all the flavour with none of the conifer needle texture. Let us know how it turns out.
I was informed at a young age that being a woman in my family means being able to cook. Apparently, I was born in 1942, not 1982.
It turned out great! I was amazed!
Oh, a tea ball would have definitely been an improvement over the disposable tea bags I was using for the rosemary leaves. A couple of them escaped from the bag and I spent some good time fishing them out.
Thanks for the tip!
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