Since I am such a food lover but can’t cook to save my life, I asked my friend Sam, who has mad skillz in the kitchen, if she might be interested in starting a weekly dinner party where she teaches me to cook all of her favorite foods and the rest of our friends get to reap the rewards. The answer was a hearty yes, thank god, because it’s high time I learned to use my oven and get all domestificated.
The only thing I asked Sam was that she teach me how to cook a full meal from start to finish: appetizer, entrée, and dessert. In exchange, I did what I do best: provide the libations.
Tonight’s dinner consisted of caprese crostinis, speck (german form of prosciutto to honor Sam’s roots) wrapped asparagus, poached salmon, filet mignon, and apple strudel. Everything turned out utterly delicioso, despite the fact that I don’t own a microwave.
Thanks again, Sam! There’s hope for me yet.
I definitely think that we showed that kitchen who is boss, and that the Queen can kick its ass any day of the week. Awesome job to the photographer of the evening…J. And I’m glad the “Wait…you want to melt butter on the stovetop?” perplexed look on my face did not make the Queen lose faith in my ability to provide delicious food without the modern day convenience of zapping something to death until it is in an unrecognizable state from it’s original form. After all, I probably shouldn’t be teaching someone how to cook if I’m just going to throw shit into the microwave.
What a fab idea! glad it turned out well. (looks yummy!)