The Good
Cynthia and I ventured to the farmer’s market Saturday (I am so glad it’s farmer’s market season again! 8 days until our first CSA pickup for the season!) It was a beautiful day and they had ramps, which I’ve been on the hunt for since the weather started getting warmer.
I used some of the ramps to make Wild Ramp and Lemon Risotto, which came out pretty well for my first attempt at “real risotto”. A few more ramps went into a salad and I think others will be included in a frittata. Anyone have any good ramp suggestions? I have quite a few to use up!
I also bought some pants and socks for running, because Cynthia was there to tell me what to buy (I am so clueless). On Sunday afternoon, I went for a wonderful 2 mile run/walk in my new pants.
The Bad
On Thursday evening, we threw 4 cups of poorly made rice in the trash. It was a rash decision-the rest of the meal (Veggie Red Coconut Curry) was ready to serve. Given the option of waiting to see if it turned out okay or starting a new batch, we opted to start a new batch. I don’t know why, it seemed like a good idea at the time.
I’d be more willing to let this go if this was the first time I’d had issues with white rice. Unfortunately, it’s not. You may recall that I asked our friends to bring rice to the taco bar dinner because I knew I couldn’t hack it. And so, a meal that should’ve taken 30 minutes took an hour and I threw a minor fit about our decision to throw away the rice shortly after its demise. Not my proudest moment. But seriously, what kind of person is unable to cook rice? Please explain to me how I can make decent risotto, but not simple white rice?
The Ugly
Saturday night, while looking for my opened package of Arborio rice to use in the aforementioned risotto, an unopened bottle of soy sauce jumped off my pantry shelf and met its end:
Who knew there was so much liquid in a bottle of soy sauce and that it could cover so much area? It really was impressive. My KitchenAid looks clean and shiny in the photos because I’d already removed the fabric cover…we’d also picked up the biggest glass pieces. (You know you’re a blogger when you grab your camera before towel or sponge. Brian could hardly believe it.)
Good thing our carpet is brown, because a lot of dabbing and a dose of Oxyclean later, you can’t even tell. Still, it delayed dinner a bit and left our floor pretty soggy for a while.
Hope everyone else’s weekend’s were a little less dramatic!
