I've come to odds with oil twice in the last few days... and I need a break from her.
First, I'm trying to make a nice meal for my mother, husband, and his friend...I decided to do my baked chicken with a colorful arrangement on the plate. .and I accidently make my marinade with olive oil instead of butter. .how stupid. Chicken doesn't really brown right or get crispy when I bake it with oil (at least not this method of 500 degrees for 20min) ...just totally fell short of what I was going for.
Butter for the win. ..always.
when in doubt - butter.
Next. .
Tried my hand at kefta, a middle eastern ground beef dish that I never get right compared to my in laws who have it in their blood. I used veg. Oil, like they do, to basically drown/cook the patties in..and oil splattered all over the kitchen,..the stove, the counters, my shirt, etc. I'm dodging the little boiling balls with the pan lid up between me and the source, spatula up like a sword. And again. ..the dish just didn't do it, my fault. Lacking some of the spice.
Saving grace for that dish was the leftovers. .. a tabuli kefta sandwich with cheese.
Meanwhile. ..I am in the process of bringing back to life a veg garden that has been dormant for years. ...trying to find the time to clear it and get it ready before winter so next spring I can actually use it. Wish me luck.
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