Moron than off

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Once upon a time, a very impatient girl lived in Calgary. One day, it was -25 outside, yet she wanted to bake right now. She didn’t have any butter at room temperature, but room temperature was a touch too chilly, anyway. So she put a stick of butter on the radiator vent and went to call her mum. 5 minutes later, she returned to pick up her softened butter, only to find that all that remained was a hollow, perfectly formed rectangle of tin foil: the butter had melted and run down the heating duct.

Now, this girl isn’t *dumb*, per se, though she sure fakes it brilliantly sometimes. That was one of those times. Her apartment smelled like a movie theatre for weeks…

Fast forward about 4 years. This may or may not be the same girl who melted her coffeemaker by forgetting to put water in it.

Fast forward about 10 weeks. This girl may or may not have a serious problem with melting.

I—because, yes, I’m THE moron here—therefore find myself admitting that, oops, I did it again… I decided to whip up pasta for dinner, and there my troubles began. I don’t usually feel like pasta, so I’ve been sitting on these pretty babies for months… they’re gluten-free veggie noodles (made with semolina, veggies and love!).

I remembered an old recipe for healthier fettuccine alfredo I’d once tried, which is made with Greek yogurt instead of cream… but I got to thinking about what I really felt like, and that was more of a rosé sauce. With more protein and veg… and lo, this  baby was born.

Where my melting problem comes into this is, I boiled my pasta on the back burner and set it aside. Then, I promptly forgot that I had just cranked up the back burner to lava-temp (because I don’t like that element all that much and rarely use it), and went to prep the spinach for the pasta sauce. Can you guess where I’m going with this? I put the spinach container *on* the back burner… and only when I heard a peculiar sizzling did I figure out what I’d done and yank it off. It already looked like this, though:

Why open your spinach from the top, when you can melt a hole in the bottom for easier access? In fact, let’s look at that again, from the side this time:

Awesome.

So I just cut away the melty part, threw it away, and barely lost any spinach in the process. Win!

Or… was it? The offending element, after:

Dang-nabbit. :)

Yet, as a good foodie, I decided not to let this deter me from my much-awaited meal… so it is with a heavy heart that I now admit that, in spite of my “can-do” attitude, I found my meal a bit… underwhelming. Probably should have used more garlic, or nutmeg or a sharper cheese…

Mind you, I found it very agreeable later on when it was cold, as is my way. Is that weird?

Veggie Pasta with Rosé Sauce and Bison Würst

(developed from Rocco’s Fettuccine Alfredo, found here)

You need:

  • veggie pasta (enough for 3 servings, or six side dishes)
  • 1 Tbsp butter
  • 6 cloves of garlic (or more!), chopped
  • 2 tsp cornstarch (or 1/2 tsp guar gum)
  • 1 tsp nutmeg (or more!)
  • 3/4 cup broth
  • 3/4 cup grated cheese (I used an asiago and Jarlsberg blend… something sharper is prob better)
  • 3/4 cup Greek yogurt
  • 2 cups canned tomatoes, drained (I used diced, but crushed would have been better)
  • 3 cups fresh spinach
  • 2 cooked bison sausages (or otherwise), sliced at 1/4 inch thickness
  • salt & pepper, to taste

You will:

  • Prepare your pasta as per the package; rinse and set aside.
  • In a large skillet over medium heat, melt the butter; add the chopped garlic and sauté until softened and browning, about 5 minutes.
  • Meanwhile, combine the broth, nutmeg and thickener (cornstarch or guar gum) in a bowl; stir well.

  • Add the broth mixture to the pan, and keep stirring until the sauce thickens up. Add half of the cheese and cook until it’s all melted.
  • Add the tomatoes, and keep stirring to bring the sauce to a good heat. When it’s nicely warmed through, remove from the heat and stir in the Greek yogurt; return it to the heat and stir a bit longer if it drops too much in temperature.

  • Stir in the spinach until it wilts.

  • Add the pasta and sausage to the skillet and mix.

  • Serve garnished with the remaining grated cheese and a nice Sav blanc.

At least the cheese’s melting was intended…

Are you a burner, a melter, a flooder, a wrecker, an under-done-er, or some other kind of kitchen disaster, more often than you’d like to admit? :D

5 Responses to “Moron than off”

  1. Kristina @ spabettie Says:

    funny… I have two “nice” pans that live on my stovetop, on the back burners, as I rarely use those…

    tonight I was cooking rice on the “main” burner – front right is my first choice; and I was reheating our New Years chili (or so I thought), on the left front burner… hmm… Jason came up to the stove and said, you know you’ve got this burner on? pointing to the back one, the one where my “nice” pans live.

    GOOD LORD, I was HEATING the pans that I always lecture to Jason to not heat before you add something to them (he and his brother both have the tendency to heat an empty pan). Jason then (of course) HAD to say to me, “you know to never heat these pans empty!!”

    :D

    I had a good laugh from it, AFTER I had removed two EXTREMELY hot pans – one basically COOKING inside the other – and cooled them.

    GEESH.

    I think your pasta sounds delicious.

  2. Kristina @ spabettie Says:

    :D

  3. S Says:

    Well then it’s not just me?!? Sing it with me: “I can feel it, coming in the air tonight, oh lord!” :)

  4. Kath (Eating for Living) Says:

    I’m a burner, a melter, a flooder, and a wrecker. :D So there:

    - Since I’ve moved to my new apartment (in October 2010), I’ve already set off the fire alarm in my kitchen twice while cooking. (Hey, I just cooked! ;) )
    - One day when I was younger and wanted to bake, I preheated the oven without noticing my mom was storing plastic bowls (for keeping food) in there, for space reasons. Go figure.
    - When I was rather new to cooking, my mom limited my usage of her pots and pans to a single pan because I used to overheat and ruin her pots and good pans. So I always had my personal, exclusive crappy pan.
    - I used to flood the kitchen with hot milk (when I still drank milk) because I was to bored by waiting next to the pot, went to do something else, and, well, milk raises quickly. :D
    - Especially with my mom’s kitchen sink I tend to make a swimming bath because the water somehow always pours on something that makes it splash back in a fountain, and showers the kitchen (and me).
    - When I lived in a flat share a few years ago, me and my flatmate used to watch Sex and the City once a week and drink sparkling wine with it. During the course of half a year, I had wrecked six sparkling wine glasses due to opening the bottle, because the cork shot up the ceiling, bounced back, and directly smashed into the glass.

    The kitchen is a dangerous place! :D

  5. S Says:

    Thanks, Kath! We apparently seem to share the genetic trait that makes clever people turn reckless in the kitchen. :)

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