An evening in the kitchen
As a formerly inactive member of the Pinterest community, I decided to try a new recipe for turkey stuffed peppers I pinned a couple weeks ago. After speaking with some male friends of mine who had taken advantage of the inspirational social platform I thought it was high time I step up to the plate. I’ve been known for my sweet tooth and love of baking but due to its’ effects on my health (re: waistline) I’ve been making an effort to start cooking more creatively in order to get more excited about my meals and not just the dessert that follows.
I decided the best way to fully describe the experience was to simply write about it as I go. The following are my thoughts, musings, struggles and triumphs from a chilly Monday evening spent in my kitchen.
Scene: Monday evening. Roommate is in the library studying for big exam (pre-med majors still have those apparently…). All the rest of my friends had their array of excuses, “too cold” “work”, etc. Yes my friends, I know, I’m scared of my own cooking—I forgive you. Pandora station is set to Bill Withers & the red wine bottle has been uncorked. Yes, I’m alone, but Bill Withers is my drinking buddy tonight & there’s no way I’m getting through this without my Cabernet Sauvignon…
Reading through the recipe… “1 ½ cups cooked rice”… I can do that! My roommate has a rice cooker, golden.
Rice cooker instructions… brown rice = 40-42 minutes…. back into the cabinet it goes.
Microwave alternative—5 minutes—sold.
Now I must mince a clove of garlic and ¼ of an onion… mincing…yep, I got nothin.
S.O.S sent to my friend Chelsea. PRAISE GOD, her group meeting finished up early at the library, she’s on her way.
Chelsea has arrived and is mincing the garlic & onion… side of wooden spoon + knife. Got it.
I have taken the simpler task of chopping up the cilantro. Not too tough.
Vegetables sautéed, now for the turkey meat.
5 minutes pass by. Wine time. Refill.
Pull rice from microwave, combine with meat & load the peppers up.
Perfect! Enough to fill 4 full peppers (8 halves) & leftovers for sandwiches, etc. Lunch & dinner for days—score.
Set for 35 & pass the time with (surprise!) more wine & conversation. (Wine tends to induce more chattiness . . . hard to imagine for those familiar with my outgoing nature.)
Time to hold my breath and hope for the best. Pull out first dish—beautiful, sprinkle a little Colby jack, pop it back in, pull out the second dish & repeat.
Two minutes later, we’re in business! Now just have to throw together a small spring salad . . . toasted almonds, check, balsamic vin, check.
In total: 30 mins mental prep, 25 mins actual prep, 35 mins to bake. An hour and a half for upwards of four days leftovers & a damn good time. Success.
The final product: