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What was the last thing you cooked?

I just got a beautiful loaner wheelchair, my daughter just took the 3 hour state exam to get her real estate broker's license, and I'm just in a really good mood.

So I decided to celebrate my daughter's happy day by making the most decadent oatmeal raisin cookies. They are amazing. It's from an old Unalaska Aleut cookbook. If anyone wants the recipe, I'll share it.

Please post or send me the recipe! Congratulations to your daughter, too.
 
I cooked stoneground yellow corn grits in milk and butter for breakfast and stirred a big spoonful of jalapeno pimiento cheese into my bowl. It was very good.
 
I hurt myself the other night. And I've been worried about people. Even though I'm sorta not feeling well, I tried really hard this evening to make a delicious spaghetti with baked meatballs and homemade marinara. But I was so dizzy and out of it, Not in the right mindset.

I don't mean to toot my own horn, but my daughter usually says something like "That's the best "X" I've ever eaten, whenever I go out of my way to make something really special. Cooking is my way of saying I love you. It drives up my dopamine to see other people smile.

But this meal. Wow. I've never messed up meatballs. But somehow, although they were cooked separately, with separate ingredients, the sauce and the meatballs ended up tasting saltier than seawater. So much salt you wouldn't believe it. Like when I tasted everything, I could not even swallow the food.

I was almost in tears, because I had worked so hard for over an hour. I swear it was made with so much love. So very much love in that awful meal. A meal that I have memorized, and every time turns out fantastic. I wanted to cry, because I hate wasting food, and all the big pots were filthy.

But my sweet daughter, she made me sit down. She looked around the messy kitchen, and almost cried, at the amount of food that was wasted. She sighed and went to the fridge.

She made grilled cheese sandwiches on the Foreman grill, and little mugs of cream of mushroom soup. Glasses of milk on the side. It was grand. Very simple, and comforting. I tasted the love in that meal.

There was so much love in my meal too... unfortunately there was an equal amount of salt added.

So yeah, that's my food flop. My sweet daughter, she knows I hurt myself. She's in the kitchen right now washing dishes, even though I told her we don't have to do dishes tonight. But she doesn't want me to do them.

Sigh.
 
I hurt myself the other night. And I've been worried about people. Even though I'm sorta not feeling well, I tried really hard this evening to make a delicious spaghetti with baked meatballs and homemade marinara. But I was so dizzy and out of it, Not in the right mindset.

I don't mean to toot my own horn, but my daughter usually says something like "That's the best "X" I've ever eaten, whenever I go out of my way to make something really special. Cooking is my way of saying I love you. It drives up my dopamine to see other people smile.

But this meal. Wow. I've never messed up meatballs. But somehow, although they were cooked separately, with separate ingredients, the sauce and the meatballs ended up tasting saltier than seawater. So much salt you wouldn't believe it. Like when I tasted everything, I could not even swallow the food.

I was almost in tears, because I had worked so hard for over an hour. I swear it was made with so much love. So very much love in that awful meal. A meal that I have memorized, and every time turns out fantastic. I wanted to cry, because I hate wasting food, and all the big pots were filthy.

But my sweet daughter, she made me sit down. She looked around the messy kitchen, and almost cried, at the amount of food that was wasted. She sighed and went to the fridge.

She made grilled cheese sandwiches on the Foreman grill, and little mugs of cream of mushroom soup. Glasses of milk on the side. It was grand. Very simple, and comforting. I tasted the love in that meal.

There was so much love in my meal too... unfortunately there was an equal amount of salt added.

So yeah, that's my food flop. My sweet daughter, she knows I hurt myself. She's in the kitchen right now washing dishes, even though I told her we don't have to do dishes tonight. But she doesn't want me to do them.

Sigh.

I hope you get better fast. I've messed up dishes before, too. It happens! Thank goodness for your daughter. She sounds like a lovely person.
 
I'm making turkey stock in my two huge stockpots with the remains of the two 15-pound turkeys we cooked on Saturday and yesterday morning for a community event. I'll use some of it to make a turkey and barley soup for dinner tonight and freeze the rest. Turkey stock is virtually indistinguishable from chicken stock and I use it often when cooking.
 
I'm making turkey stock in my two huge stockpots with the remains of the two 15-pound turkeys we cooked on Saturday and yesterday morning for a community event. I'll use some of it to make a turkey and barley soup for dinner tonight and freeze the rest. Turkey stock is virtually indistinguishable from chicken stock and I use it often when cooking.
I also made chicken broth recently, and too much at that! I generally cook turkey without adding water, but turkey stock also sounds delicious. Will have to try that.
 
Made my partner a smash burger on a low carb wrap, with a fancy barbecue sauce, and special sauce, (mayo, ketchup, relish, vinegar ). He wanted bacon, lettuce, tomatoes nd of course red onion. He eats meat and l lean towards more plant based meals. Maybe l can make a textured protein burger but l don't know if it will smash down when cooking.
 
Made my partner a smash burger on a low carb wrap, with a fancy barbecue sauce, and special sauce, (mayo, ketchup, relish, vinegar ). He wanted bacon, lettuce, tomatoes nd of course red onion. He eats meat and l lean towards more plant based meals. Maybe l can make a textured protein burger but l don't know if it will smash down when cooking.

I like to make black bean burgers from scratch and oven bake huge portobello mushrooms for burgers. I don't miss the meat at all.
 
Roasting a chicken, poured over with rosemary and pink salt that was stirred into half a stick of melted butter.

And slowly sipping at black coffee.
 
I'm up to my eyeballs in cooking Thanksgiving dinner for tonight. Yesterday I made cranberry sauce and a pecan pie. Today I'll cook field peas, brussels sprouts, cornbread and sausage dressing/stuffing, gravy, and a ham with pineapple rings and maraschino cherries. The kids will bring more food: potato casseroles, corn casseroles, green bean casserole, bacon-wrapped asparagus, a couple of baked chickens, and more desserts.

Happy Thanksgiving, fellow Americans! Wear your eatin' pants today. ;)
 
Masa Dumplings.They taste like the outside of a tamale. You can think of this recipe as a hybrid between tamales and nachos.

1 cup masa
1/4 cup flour
1/2 tsp baking soda
1 tsp baking powder
1 tsp salt

Mix together all dry ingredients. Knead in water, splash by splash, until it forms a thick, hard dough. Be careful not to add too much water.

Roll the dumplings in your hands, to about 1-2 inches thick. Drop into boiling water, simmer for 15 minutes.

Drain water.

Put dumplings in a bowl.

Top with beans, chicken, and hot sauce. The bomb with shredded cheese, salsa, guac, etc, or whatever Mexican ingredients you have.
 
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Turkey stew, i did not like turkey meat at all before this recipe i found online.

You basically cook the meat on very low heat without adding oil or water. After it browns a bit, continue to cook adding a little oil. After it is cooked i added some onions and water. This way the meat does not lose flavor and it ends up being very tasty.
 
My spouse and I decided to make some crispy Gyoza. It is easy and fun. We learned how to make them in Tokyo. A local Asian market has Gyoza skins, making the work very easy.

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Turkey stew, i did not like turkey meat at all before this recipe i found online.

You basically cook the meat on very low heat without adding oil or water. After it browns a bit, continue to cook adding a little oil. After it is cooked i added some onions and water. This way the meat does not lose flavor and it ends up being very tasty.

I guess you're cooking ground turkey instead of big pieces of turkey? I like ground chicken better but sometimes use ground turkey, too.
 
I hurt myself the other night. And I've been worried about people. Even though I'm sorta not feeling well, I tried really hard this evening to make a delicious spaghetti with baked meatballs and homemade marinara. But I was so dizzy and out of it, Not in the right mindset.

I don't mean to toot my own horn, but my daughter usually says something like "That's the best "X" I've ever eaten, whenever I go out of my way to make something really special. Cooking is my way of saying I love you. It drives up my dopamine to see other people smile.

But this meal. Wow. I've never messed up meatballs. But somehow, although they were cooked separately, with separate ingredients, the sauce and the meatballs ended up tasting saltier than seawater. So much salt you wouldn't believe it. Like when I tasted everything, I could not even swallow the food.

I was almost in tears, because I had worked so hard for over an hour. I swear it was made with so much love. So very much love in that awful meal. A meal that I have memorized, and every time turns out fantastic. I wanted to cry, because I hate wasting food, and all the big pots were filthy.

But my sweet daughter, she made me sit down. She looked around the messy kitchen, and almost cried, at the amount of food that was wasted. She sighed and went to the fridge.

She made grilled cheese sandwiches on the Foreman grill, and little mugs of cream of mushroom soup. Glasses of milk on the side. It was grand. Very simple, and comforting. I tasted the love in that meal.

There was so much love in my meal too... unfortunately there was an equal amount of salt added.

So yeah, that's my food flop. My sweet daughter, she knows I hurt myself. She's in the kitchen right now washing dishes, even though I told her we don't have to do dishes tonight. But she doesn't want me to do them.

Sigh.
Comfort food is something we need at times.
 

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