May 4, 2008
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Dinner was excellent, except for the food. I made pot roast but because I know better than to cook it in foil now I wasn’t sure what to do with it. I made the mistake of cooking it in the crock pot. My other blunder was to keep the mashed potatoes warming in the oven while I went to Spanish. They were covered and in the oven on 250 for three hours which made them too hot to eat until the dinner was almost over. Plus the skins turned them a funny shade of tan. I used white potatoes and left the skins on. Oh, and the saddest part was the cheese bread. I always heat it in the oven but the three hours wrecked the consistency. It was wrapped in foil and that prolonged heat made the cheese and yeast tough and doughy. I even managed to overcook the stringed beans.
It was because he brought over all this booze. There was a fancy bottle of Woodford Reserve for me and some kind of tequila for him. And for dinner he brought a nice bottle of red wine. This was all in a gym bag he showed up at the door with. I asked if he were planning on spending the night. He explained he’d brought his computer and Ipod so he could hook them up to my stereo.
The reason I botched the dinner was because we were drinking and talking. I was distracted. My taste buds were off. And I tried to do things ahead. I don’t think he knew how bad it was or at least how much better it should have been. I make killer mashed potatoes, and those beans should have been perfect. I’ll cook the pot roast in the oven next time.
Anyway, we had a great time talking at dinner. I told him about the cancer. All he asked was ”how long ago?” I thought that was odd. But later in the conversation when I was talking about my last boyfriend and how he’d changed, once he thought he had me, the Canadian said, “Well, that’s just false advertising.” In fact he said it twice last night. Hmmm. Remember, he is best friends with my brother’s best friend so he may know every little detail. But at this point it’s still none of his business.
Here’s why last night was so fun. I taught him how to do the swing and he was adorable. He’s pretty good, too. After that we listened to all his music which was so ecclectic. Lots and lots of his favorites are mine, too. We took the pillows off the back of the couch so there’d be room for us to stretch out end-to-end. We took our shoes off, and I wrapped up in a blanket. The lights were off and we closed our eyes, listening and talking. He’s so comfortable to be around.
Comments (10)
Sounds like a very pleasant evening, even if the food wasn’t your best. The food doesn’t sound totally horrible, though. For a crock pot roast, I always add a can of fruit cocktail, teriyaki sauce, garlic — not exactly sure what else without the recipe in front of me, but it’s good. I’ve never cooked a roast in foil? What’s wrong with that?
Excuses, excuses — so, he could probably care less about your cooking skills…..
I usually use a cooking bag for the roast, but I have done a crock pot roast with good success. The cooking bag is best for holding in the moisture, though.
Sounds like a lovely evening, and I’m glad you two are still enjoying each other’s company.
~rita
I love the writing and your spirit. You sound pleasant and a touch of romance:) The food may not be as bad as you thought. But I kind of identify with your feeling. I always manage to make a very bad meal when I have company. Poor me.
I just read your comment. You are so sweet and generous, you made me cry. Thank you.
Connections are more important than food.
And for the pot roast, a tight-lidded Dutch oven in a slow oven. I think I put foil under the lid (but not touching the roast). The last one I made was to die for. Of course, I wasn’t distracted by romance! I’d trade ya!
RYC: Thanks! I’d love to read your comments on my previous post. I was disappointed in the lack of responses. I guess many people are too shy to talk about it. I still plan to post my own thoughts at some point, but I’ve had WAY too much going on recently to think about being coherent on that subject.
I’ll look forward to the recipe whenever you get time to track it down. No hurry.
~rita
ANY meal I don’t have to prepare is a good meal. All the better if I have someone to wash the dishes with afterwards.
I do my roasts in those black roasters with the lids, some water, wine, garlic, celery and onion in and around it. Yum…
Something about you seeing this guy bothers me…deeply and I wish I could put my finger on it..if I do I’ll let ya know, not that it’s any of my business…but it’s bothered me each time you mention him and I wish I could say why…
Thanks for the birthday wishes, it’s today, Sunday the 4th…I’m 56..yikes…how the heck did that happen?? I sure don’t feel that age…must be my state of mind or something..marilyn
Mmmmm sounds glorious. Dinner sure as hell isn’t all about the food sometimes. Good on you!