Over the weekend I got a wild hair and decided to cook for a change. By cook I mean like dinner and a dessert. I remembered back to my sister's blog about a week ago. She had posted about Sausage & Corn Chowder. It sounded good. (
I love anything made with breakfast sausage).
Saturday was drizzly and cool. It was the perfect day for a soup. Also, when I got to thinking about it, I remembered the kids favorite vegetable is cream corn(which is a main ingredient in the chowder). So I decided that the chowder was the perfect choice. As I thought about it, I thought mmmmm.... Cake. Coffee cake! So, that is what I decided to make.
I started my day with a great conversation with my sister. During that conversation We had a pretty good laugh when Jaxen hung up on me. After out I took care of a few errands. Then I went and had lunch with Mom and Scotty. After lunch I got in a few wins with 5 Crowns.
After a quick trip to the grocery store, I started cooking. It wasn't long after that I realized cooking is a skill!
Like every other skill if you don't use it, you will loose it.
I started out with the cake. Everything went beautifully with the cake. I made my mom's Chocolate Coffee Cake (in a long pan instead of a Bundt pan). Then I made it my own by adding mini chocolate chips to the batter. It looked lovely going into the oven. (I didn't even make a mess).
As I placed it in the oven and reread the recipe card to make sure I hadn't missed any steps, I realized it didn't say how long to
cook (see I told you I haven't done this in a while) bake the cake for. So, I thought of the easiest fix I could - text my sister.
(CARLA TO THE RESCUE!)
But before that, I began the soup. I started by browning the sausage. As soon as I got the sausage to start cooking (which was a trick in itself because of my mom's stove), I washed the potatoes.
Now, I say trick because when I did cook, I cooked on gas - you know, actually flames you can see and adjust. My mom's stove is electric. Without fail, every time I go to cook something it takes like 10 minutes before I realize it isn't cooking. Then I turn up the burner and it REALLY begins to cook. I will tell you what then happens in just a moment....
After I washed the potatoes, I started texting my sister about the cake. Her final answer, after a few texts and a quick call was to start checking the cake after half an hour. I realized at this point - during our conversation that the sausage is
REALLY cooking - by that I mean in a fast hurry it is getting really crispy and really dark -
I refuse to use the word burnt at this point!
So, I very quickly end our conversation and rescue the sausage. (While on the phone, I decided to double the recipe). I rescued the sausage by throwing in another pound. Ha! Just for a reference point I used one regular and one hot - because I have some people in my family who do not like hot. They don't even like spice or black pepper, or anything of the sort. So, as the sausage continues to cook and NOT burn, I start peeling the potatoes. I peel potatoes pretty well with a peeler. I am not ashamed to admit that I just figured out what the pointed end on the peeler was for. So, as I was making this discovery, I realized - I HADN'T TENDED TO THE SAUSAGE IN A BIT. Then thought poured into my brain -
THE CAKE!!!!!
Pulled the sausage off of the burner - luckily it looked GREAT! Then to the cake. It was still soupy. So, I decided it should bake for an hour. No, harm there.
PHEW! I take the sausage out of the pan and then put the onions to saute' in the sausage drippings. I (like my sister) used frozen onions. As they sauteed at the same heat as my sausage was cooking (oops) I chopped? diced? cubed? the potatoes. As I was getting done, I remembered, the onions.
By this time they were pretty brown.
Ugh! Isn't this over yet? I will tell you - I was pretty frustrated. But I LOVED every minute of it. I was by myself. I was cooking for my family. I knew they would love it if i didn't kill it first. And I remembered all of the sayings about your emotions effecting the taste of your food. So, I kept positive through all of the frustration. I really was enjoying myself. Back to the food......
Since the onions were turning very brown, I just added the potatoes and milk. I finished adding what I needed. Then the recipe said to simmer for 20 minutes.
To me, simmer always meant turn the fire real low and let it just bubble a little (not boil) just bubble some. (Guess, where I learned that - from making Hamburger Helper as a kid - you boil it and then turn the fire down, cover it, and let it simmer). Well, I turned the fire down. After about 10 minutes it didn't do ANYTHING! So, I turned the burner up a little and covered it. Again, it did nothing! So, I thought about it. Maybe she meant boil for 20 minutes. Potatoes get soft when they boil! That was what we were trying to do. So, the burner went back to the higher side of Med/High. Then the phone rang. I took a quick phone call and wrote a note to my mom. All of a sudden I hear all of this boiling, sizzling, popping noise behind me - YUP! It had boiled over. AAAAGGHHHH!!!!! Turned the burner down. Nothing. Turn the burner up. Boil. Finally, I get it at the exact right spot and it begins to simmer. At this point I am pulling all of the BURNT pieces of milk out. I look at the clock and it is 8:15pm. I am supposed to pick up Amber from work at 8:15pm. But I just got the soup cooking the way it is supposed to. I just keep buying time. 8:20, 8:23. At 8:25pm I turn the soup off. I will just have to go get her and then come back. As I am walking out, My mom and Scotty are walking in. I give a very brief synopsis and a promise to be back.
I get Amber and return to the food. I finish cooking the soup on a simmer for 10 minutes. As I clean up, my mom and I try the soup. I am impressed that it doesn't taste burnt but then on the other hand, neither of us are super impressed with the overall taste. It was ok but nothing GREAT. Oh, well. I put it in 3 Tupperware containers to carry home. By now, it is too late to eat dinner, so we save it for tomorrow.
At 10am we get up and decide to have Sausage and Corn Chowder for breakfast. We topped it with some cheese. OH MY GOSH! It was SO GOOD! I don't know, but when my mom and I tasted it, maybe the flavors hadn't finished meshing together. Or maybe the cheese just brought it all together. But it was so good. One of the kids had 3 cups full. All of the other kids loved it too. Amber and I were impressed. Gladys, thought it was too spicy (told ya). But, we had it for lunch (around 3pm) and then again for dinner. I took the very last of it Monday to work for lunch! Yummy! It is definitely on our list to cook again.
I am making a promise to myself to cook more. I love to cook. I love to bake. I don't want to loose what little skills I have. I want to be a great cook. I will keep working at it.
Oh, P.S. somewhere in the boiling and not boiling of the potatoes, I took out the cake. It was perfect. We iced half of it with fudge frosting. The other half we put cool-whip on. I don't know which one I liked better. They both had such a different taste to them - but the chocolate chips worked perfectly!
Happy Cooking Everyone!