I've posted a lot about food in the last few months. We tried freezer cooking, successfully I might add, I've discussed my aversions and cravings. However, I think it's time to share my cooking failures.
Mostly, I'm a pretty good cook. I tend not to experiment a lot because I'm a somewhat picky eater. I let my nose guide me and if it smells funny I won't eat it. No sushi, no Indian food, no to certain cheeses, etc. I'm a "traditional" foods kind of girl. Thankfully, I married a man whose food preferences are very similar to mine.
When I was pregnant with Jack, I burned breadsticks. Not just burned, but full on lit on fire. See, we had gotten a toaster oven for Christmas, and it was a rather small one. Perfect for reheating pizza, baking biscuits, etc. just what we needed it for. You know what should NOT, under most any circumstances go into a tiny toaster oven? Olive Garden breadstick bags. The number of meals burned (lit on fire, whatever, semantics) can be counted on one hand. The number of meals ruined in general, could be counted on one hand until my current pregnancy. (BTW, this does not include potatoes au gratin from a box. I can't make those for the life of me.)
In the last few months, I've burned lasagna, I made the world's most tasteless chicken dish, I failed to turn on the crock pot (thankfully that was a short cook meal and we just ate late), I made the mistake of trying something without a recipe and failed at that, too. I guess it's a good thing, a learning experience even, that I accepted these failures and rectified the situation by taking my family elsewhere for sustinence.
Where is this going? Why do you care about my cooking skills? Because tonight, I made a delicious roasted butternut squash. Prior to this evening I have not ever enjoyed butternut squash. The few times I've tried it has been at someone else's experimentation and has been over seasoned, too mushy, undercooked, or just plain gross. (I'm so sorry if those people read this post, I'm fairly certain the meals were prefaced with "this was an experiment" and the rest of your meals were mostly delicious, I am picky, sorry.) I have been getting much braver experimenting with fresh vegetables. Farm fresh, from the local farm down the road. So much that I want to purchase a CSA share for next summer. I admit, I much prefer summer vegetables over winter vegetables.
I want Jack to start eating, and enjoying, vegetables. I think by using fresh colorful veggies would be best. We offer him some type of vegetable at most every meal. Usually they're just ignored. He does enjoy corn on the cob, but fails to recognize that the kernels are the same thing as loose corn. I don't know how I got a kid who doesn't like vegetables. I love most of them, Todd tolerates them, but Jack just won't even touch them. I am envious of people who brag that their toddler loves salad, or broccoli.
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