The other day, I made soup. Going to the pumpkin patch when it's 95 degrees out definitely doesn't do it for me. Yes, it was 95 degrees out, but I'm preparing and bracing myself for the bitter Nebraska cold. It's finally getting colder out. So, in an effort to cope, I make my own soups in bulk, and then freeze them in little individual servings. This is so that Ricardo knows that I don't expect him to live on hot liquids for the fall and winter here in Nebraska. The man needs a steak on occasion. But I like my soups. Apparently, the trick is: if the soup can survive me, all is right with the world.
Rachel Ray, God bless her for going to network television, mentioned that she has a knack for setting the oven on fire on occasion. So, see there, I'm a pro because I have a consistent habit of, errr, well, fine, so I scald the pot every now and then. I am always burning things. Per Rachel Ray, I'm a pro. I'd say weekly, I burn something. Two days ago, I left a pot of Mexican Corn Chowder to simmer. It's the "Stir Frequently" part I missed.
I'd like to consider myself a good cook. So as I ran to the soup, I opted to pull the pot off the stove and pour the top half of the now scalded soup into my individual freezable bowls anyway and try to save it. Then I had to get the kids out of the house so that they could breathe. The smoke was a little thick in the house. I opened the windows, turned on the fans, and prayed that the alarm wouldn't go off. I should probably check the batteries in the smoke alarm, because it was that bad, and it never went off. Later, after it was fairly safe to breathe in the house again, we all went back in, and I tasted the soup. The "roasted smokey" flavor I was hoping to justify, kind of overwhelmed the soup. It was like drinking a cheesey ashtray. Not great.
Today I'll try to redeem myself by making Taco Soup which is the one I scalded and ruined last year when I made a bunch of soups. I'll have to find a new pot to make it in as my favorite one is a bit charred at the bottom. Sigh.
Does anyone else do this, or is it just me?
That's how I roll.
I smokes up the kitchen a couple months ago with some hot grease that I forgot I was going to cook with. Thank God it didn't catch fire! So, no you're not the only one that does things like that, bless your heart.
Just ask Melanie how far I've come...thank goodness for her and her fabulous patience and cooking skills...
No I must admit that this has never happened to me. That is because I don't make homemade soups. Funny thing...Campbells Soups makes like every type you can ever imagine. Case closed. You can borrow one of my new pots if you give me a serving of your soup!
You should get a crock pot! I cooked a chicken noodle soup the other week, by throwing a whole chicken in with water, and veggies. No need to boil the carcass separately (which I find good, cuz I'm kind of forgetful :)
I just enjoy reading the word "carcass" being used in context. GO BETH!
I'm with Beth. However, I know you own a crock pot and am wondering why you just don't do the soups in the crock. The great thing about the crock is when you forget frequent part of a "stir frequently" soup, it is much more forgiving. Do I need to buy you a crock pot cookbook because they seriously have a million soup recipes in them?? We could get our jammies on, crawl into bed, call each other, and read recipes to each other over the phone.....seriously, what bed time activity could be better than that?!
Crockpot people,
Yes, I own a crockpot. I make a mean chili in my big ol crockpot. However, and I'm not saying I have or have not done it, but it is possible to totally forget so long you burn something in the crockpot, even. Seriously, it CAN happen....uh, anyways. There's that.