Happy weekend, dark passengers. I haven’t done this in a while, so it’s time to share a bit of the insanity in my head at any given minute with you. It has very little to do with the paranormal, if anything, but I guarantee some entertainment value.
First, I’m taking my sister to see the new Twilight movie “New Moon” on Thursday night…well, technically it’s Friday morning, but I don’t go to bed before midnight so it’ll be my Thursday. I’ve been meaning to get back to the vampire site, so you can look for more my movie review and impression of all the wild fans at the premiere on Friday…or still my Thursday since I’ll do it before I go to bed.
But, seriously y’all, if chick spends the bulk of the movie crying about missing Edward…there’s a good chance I’m falling asleep. I’m just sayin’…
So, anyway, hubby’s been home most of the week with a semi-flu and it made me think back to about a month ago when I was last home sick…before I started working at home again. Here’s a random fact about me: When I’m sick, I watch cooking shows on the Food Network. All day. All night. No reason…I just like to pretend I’ll learn how to cook as a result. So far, I can make a rue (sp?) and an apple crumble. Progress, I suppose.
That got me thinking about cooking shows in general. Everyone is so composed and experienced. It’s nothing like when us normal peeps get in the kitchen and suddenly our “simple syrup” is all over the stove and floor refusing to come up. I think we need a normal person running a cooking show. Put someone with a basic to moderate skill level - like me - in front of the camera and give her a recipe she’s never seen before. Maybe she’s got the right the equipment or maybe she has to figure out how to make double boiler out of pots and bowls like the rest of us do. Let all the normal people watch someone totally screw up a recipe the way we would at home the first time we see. Only then should you bring in the experienced chef to offer advice on what was done wrong and how to manage tricky techniques.
So, for your enjoyment, here’s a little creation from the back of my head: “How to run a real cooking show”
- Welcome the audience and show a picture from the cookbook of the complicated recipe
- Tell a little story about your childhood as it semi-relates to the recipe while you gather ingredients
- Realize nothing is thawed out and cut to commercial while 8 hours of thawing time pass
- Welcome everyone back and get out the necessary cookware
- Realize hubby didn’t run the dishwasher like he was supposed to and take another commercial break
- Demonstrate the proper way to chop vegetables while yelling over the noise of the dishwasher
- Cut your finger and bite your lip to avoid screaming obscenities at your cutting board
- Let the oil heat in the pan while you tell more stories and unload the dishes
- Add the garlic to infuse in the oil
- Jump five feet when the oil pops at your arm
- Wonder what’s burning and realize the heat is set too high
- Dump out the burnt garlic and start over on the correct setting
- Demonstrate how to use kitchen shears to cut chicken into stir fry strips
- Throw the shears in the sink when you realize they’re as dull as your kids safety scissors
- Try your kids safety scissors and swear under your breath when they work better than kitchen shears
- Pretend to be happy when hubby comes home and asks if dinner’s ready
- Realize you burnt the garlic. Again.
- Start the oil and garlic yet again
- Go to add the chopped veggies and realize hubby ate them while he was pretending to straighten up the kitchen
- Slam the cookbook closed
- Order pizza
- Thank your viewers for tuning in and invite them to tune in next time when you’ll make some other impossible dish…or order Chinese take out
And that, dark passengers, is the way a real life cooking show would go.
So, what would your cooking show be like? Do you do anything unusual when you’re sick? Going to see “New Moon?” Want to tell me I’m a crazy person? Lots of commenting options today.
Jen
“Let your dark passenger come out to play…Be your own nemesis!”