Soooo you may not want to come over to my house for dinner...ever.
Since I'm at home all day I've become the primary dinner preparer. Any of you who've been around a while or know me in person will be aware that I'm...not much of a cook. I mean I don't serve "blackened" spaghetti sauce or anything. I can cook, just not very many things.
I can make three kinds of chicken, spaghetti, meatloaf, risotto, and...um...breakfast foods.
I know Dave gets bored. He doesn't complain or anything but after 13 years together I can read him pretty well. Also I take it as a clue when he doesn't eat what I make.
So I've been trying to expand my options. Looking up recipes on line. Trying new and different techniques and ingredients. I was even getting a little confident.
Last night I knew I was making chicken breast but once I started poking around I didn't have all the ingredients for any of the things I knew how to make. So I got creative combining different recipes. Dinner time came and I served chicken breast with mozzarella cheese (Parmesan or Asiago would be better but we didn't have any) and crumbled bacon and topped with a sauce made from butter, brandy, onions, broth, and cream. Sounds good hu? And it was too until I got halfway through the piece of chicken and noticed that it was still raw in the thickest part of the breast.
This is my first real fail at dinner. I just wish it wasn't a potential food poisoning situation. I've had salmonella poisoning before shudder.