In My Kitchen

I like to be organize. Well, I can say that I was very organized before I met DH. It is easy to do so when I only have to do it for two people. My ODS and myself. Now, add another person to the picture will be hard, specially when one does not follow it and always wing it. When one does all the planning and the rest just wait to be told is very hard. Now-a-days meal planning is next to impossible. I will asked what they want to a meal. Most will answer, "I don't know." Well, that will not solve anything. They end up just eating what is ready to eat (mostly like junk food). And whatever food was cooked will never get touch and end up rotten and wasted. Anyway, let's get back to my title. Most of the time DH will come to the kitchen hungry because his answer was, "I don't know." I don't usually pre-cut romaine lettuce because I am not organize anymore. So, what I do is, rinse the lettuce in ice water. It makes the lettuce instantly crispy. If you are a...

This guest post from Doris Dillon I didn’t know anything about barbeque before I moved to Texas. I got my new place, checked out the wireless internet providers dallas had to offer and got hooked up – before long I was surfing the web to find out what there was to do in my neck of the woods. Turns out, there are a couple of world renowned barbeque restaurants near my house so I started trying them one by one and it didn’t take long before I was hooked! I’ve learned the difference since then in sauces (mustard is Carolina, Tomato is Georgia) and what types of meats work best with each cooking technique. I can’t believe it took me so long to get into bbq, especially since I’m originally from Kansas ! I’ve challenged my dad to a barbeque cook off the next time in town and between me and you, I think I might just win! I’ve got the techniques under my belt and the best teachers in town behind me…it’s really impossible for me to lose!

I did try cooking another version of brisket for my DD birthday a few weeks back. Sure enough the local market was having a sale on brisket. I picked one up and didn't even bother looking at the ingredients. It turned out it was pre-season and I was supposed to add a lot of water to it when I cook it. Yes, I got a very salty brisket. Geez! I should have stick and followed my own tips. Yes, no one touch it after tasting it on Easter dinner. I was so disappointed, because my FIL offered to buy some hoagies for our dinner and I insisted to cook something. Yup, lesson learn.