This post is a bit challenging for me.
That’s because it’s embarrassing to write. I made a simple yet Vital mistake, and ruined my meal tonight.
All week-long I’d been trying to come up with something to make for Slow Cooker Sunday.
The problem is, I hadn’t thought of anything. So, on Sunday morning, I found myself browsing websites, wracking my brain for something to make.
I finally decided on a Pork & Pineapple Curry. It had a different protein than the week before, and didn’t compete with the Chicken Noodles I’d made earlier in the week.
I’m a multitasker by nature. I’m constantly doing several different things while mentally making notes for others. When I have stressful weeks this kicks into over-drive, and I see the residual effects of delayed response and getting ahead of myself days after stress has subsided.
That must have played a role today. I have been making to-do lists for today/tomorrow/this week etc in my head most of the weekend, and even while making my shopping list and at the grocery store. Nevertheless I wasn’t phased because I’ve become comfortable with cooking. I let myself go to auto-pilot in the store and while cubing the meat at home.
It wasn’t until hours later…after I bought the meat, after cubing it, browning it, and placing it in the slow cooker…did it dawn on me: I bought BEEF….NOT Pork!
There was absolutely no fix. I knew there was nothing that could be done except throw it away, and decide whether to try it again this week–with the correct protein.
Like I said, this hasn’t been an easy entry to write. I was tempted to chalk it up to ‘too busy!’ and take refuge in the fact that none of the few readers that visit the blog would ever know of my massive, obvious mistake. I kept kicking myself with ‘It’s SO basic!’ “How could I go through THAT MANY steps and never even think about it?!?!?”
I decided to post, because I’m Not a perfect cook, I’m still learning, and will likely never stop. I started this blog to share my journey into the kitchen, and this-is part of it. I’ll tell anyone I don’t really know what I’m doing, I just happen to enjoy it-and when you enjoy something you often learn. This is probably my largest mistake to make, and while my pride is bruised, it was bound to occur. At least it wasn’t a huge dinner I would be serving to friends/family.
I’m sharing, because this happens. To everyone. Sometimes you don’t end up with the meal you intended, you just end up with a big ol’ mess.
I plan to try this again later this week. Maybe even tomorrow. When that happens I’ll detail the real meal and how it turned out.
Tonight I’m glad thankful for delivery pizza.