People always write about how they have plans and outlines and shit on how to write a book.
Yea, yea, yea
Okay I have a plan tooo,
I need to check out coffee makers.
Okay I am really pissed right now, this stupid Blog will not let me make those cute indent things so I can list shit like I want to.
Fuck you Blogger asshole person in charge.
All right, back to cooking, I have a glass French press pot, (woohoo), a German stainless steel press pot and the leaky ass steamy pot. I may need to go to the store and look at equipment.
I have an electric small weenie coffee grinder, Electrolux (smuggled in from the US), those bastards that took all their business from Michigan to Mexico so that unemployed drug dealers could make a living.
I think I might also have to consider coffee beans, in that I am trying to make the greatest cup of coffee ever. And maybe water. I don't think we want to get to crazy on the water, but who knows.
So far I can get Lille beans, about 30 bucks a pound, Starbucks, gotta check the price, and there is a coffee outlet type store in the hotel, gotta find out when they open.
Okay, all this investigation has wiped me out and I gotta take a nap.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
I am taking over this Blog
I have given up on finding a real job and I have decided to write a cookbook.
I am not Julia Child, I am a person who hates cooking, kitchens and touching raw food. Preparing raw food sickens me. I find it disgusting.
I live in hell and have been in denial for over a year. It is time to bring some reality to my pitiful existence and try to feed myself.
I am having some trouble right now with the making of the coffee. I have always felt this was a nasty part of cooking and I entirely disagree with Big Daddy on how this should be done.
In my world you pick up a phone and call for coffee. In under 5 minutes a perfect cup of coffee is delivered to you. With a napkin and if the stars are aligned a muffin.
In BD world coffee is an ever changing kaleidoscope of wonder. Some days we have grounds mixed with beans, some days we prefer powder, some days we actually drink the puke that comes from a boiling pot.
Currently we are making coffee in an espresso type steam type machine. You put the grounds in the little basket and then you screw it up in the machine. Then you turn the button and it makes noise for about 5 seconds. It takes a break and then it starts up again, and maybe you will get some coffee. Unless there is no more water in the water type section of the machine. You never know about the water because it sometimes stays in the machine, and sometimes it does not. That is when you have water all over the counter. That is when you curse, I mean you say really bad words. Because now we have to do laundry. And really people, if I cannot cook, do you think I am Martha Stewart and can also write a home keeping book.
Not to take this off subject, but my washing machine can only do 5 dishtowels at a time.
So, I am going to really seriously look on the Internet how to make coffee with various grinds, machines, extraneous equipment and I am going to come up with the perfect way to make coffee in a shit hole and publish this recipe in my cookbook.
This could take a couple days, so don't get all crazy if you don't hear from me in a day or two. This is serious ass business.
I am not Julia Child, I am a person who hates cooking, kitchens and touching raw food. Preparing raw food sickens me. I find it disgusting.
I live in hell and have been in denial for over a year. It is time to bring some reality to my pitiful existence and try to feed myself.
I am having some trouble right now with the making of the coffee. I have always felt this was a nasty part of cooking and I entirely disagree with Big Daddy on how this should be done.
In my world you pick up a phone and call for coffee. In under 5 minutes a perfect cup of coffee is delivered to you. With a napkin and if the stars are aligned a muffin.
In BD world coffee is an ever changing kaleidoscope of wonder. Some days we have grounds mixed with beans, some days we prefer powder, some days we actually drink the puke that comes from a boiling pot.
Currently we are making coffee in an espresso type steam type machine. You put the grounds in the little basket and then you screw it up in the machine. Then you turn the button and it makes noise for about 5 seconds. It takes a break and then it starts up again, and maybe you will get some coffee. Unless there is no more water in the water type section of the machine. You never know about the water because it sometimes stays in the machine, and sometimes it does not. That is when you have water all over the counter. That is when you curse, I mean you say really bad words. Because now we have to do laundry. And really people, if I cannot cook, do you think I am Martha Stewart and can also write a home keeping book.
Not to take this off subject, but my washing machine can only do 5 dishtowels at a time.
So, I am going to really seriously look on the Internet how to make coffee with various grinds, machines, extraneous equipment and I am going to come up with the perfect way to make coffee in a shit hole and publish this recipe in my cookbook.
This could take a couple days, so don't get all crazy if you don't hear from me in a day or two. This is serious ass business.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Finally a pretty good day
No one yelled at me today. I shopped and got my picture taken without any problems. And no tears. Got a paper to fill out to get one of those card things that you get a discount with. Hooray.
The hardware brought the storm window to put in and remembered the original owner of our house quite well. Well enough to know he was ghostly pissed to find the window did not fit. Oh well, we will try again this week. 3 weeks now.
Grr Dog got a new home and that is good. Miss him terribly.
Tomorrow we have to go over mail and fill out the visa information. And get a manicure done and clean the house. Yea right.
Big Daddy better get me the flight information tonight for FC. Leaves Paris tomorrow. At midnight. He has seen all the sights and eaten all the food. Au revoir and helloo FC.
The hardware brought the storm window to put in and remembered the original owner of our house quite well. Well enough to know he was ghostly pissed to find the window did not fit. Oh well, we will try again this week. 3 weeks now.
Grr Dog got a new home and that is good. Miss him terribly.
Tomorrow we have to go over mail and fill out the visa information. And get a manicure done and clean the house. Yea right.
Big Daddy better get me the flight information tonight for FC. Leaves Paris tomorrow. At midnight. He has seen all the sights and eaten all the food. Au revoir and helloo FC.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Coconut Fried Shrimp
I forgot to take pictures to go with this one but it is great and my son wants the recepie.
All amounts can be varied and are aprox.
1 or 1/2 pound medium or large shrimp raw (best with the tails on)
2 cup of flour
1 cups of shredded coconut
1 tbls. garlic powder
1 tbls onion powder
1 tsp salt
1 tsp black pepper
2 eggs lightly beaten
oil to fry in (olive oil or peanut oil)
Mix 1 cup of the flour and coconut together with spices
coat shrimp with flour
dip in egg
coat shrimp with coconut flour mix and press into shrimp and put in fridge for at least 1/2 hour
Heat oil to 350dgs or till hot but no smoke use enough oil to cover shrimp if using a fry pan
fry shrimp till golden brown aprx 2-3 minutes (watch close as it will burn easily)
Serve with cocktail sausce.
All amounts can be varied and are aprox.
1 or 1/2 pound medium or large shrimp raw (best with the tails on)
2 cup of flour
1 cups of shredded coconut
1 tbls. garlic powder
1 tbls onion powder
1 tsp salt
1 tsp black pepper
2 eggs lightly beaten
oil to fry in (olive oil or peanut oil)
Mix 1 cup of the flour and coconut together with spices
coat shrimp with flour
dip in egg
coat shrimp with coconut flour mix and press into shrimp and put in fridge for at least 1/2 hour
Heat oil to 350dgs or till hot but no smoke use enough oil to cover shrimp if using a fry pan
fry shrimp till golden brown aprx 2-3 minutes (watch close as it will burn easily)
Serve with cocktail sausce.
Garlic Soup
I have finally got around to posting this recipie! Been very lax on my postings for some time.
This is the best soup we have ever had! Susan Spicer in New Orleans created this and I can't get enough of it. The pictures are copies out of her cook book. Just click on the pictures and you get a larger size that is readable.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Egg Salad
Slave to cutie-pie, kiss my ass.
Deviled eggs on Sunday. I think not.
Big Daddy's eggs were less than acceptable. Funny looking dark yellow in the yokes. I guess I will have t look up proper cooking for eggs as Big Daddy is not taking this seriously.
Took the okay eggs (threw out the yucky ones) and mixed them with minced onion, capers, and store bought mayo and a bit of mustard, salt and pepper. Nice egg salad.
Does not keep.
I have to cook the next time and I need an egg cooking recipe. I will find one.
Deviled eggs on Sunday. I think not.
Big Daddy's eggs were less than acceptable. Funny looking dark yellow in the yokes. I guess I will have t look up proper cooking for eggs as Big Daddy is not taking this seriously.
Took the okay eggs (threw out the yucky ones) and mixed them with minced onion, capers, and store bought mayo and a bit of mustard, salt and pepper. Nice egg salad.
Does not keep.
I have to cook the next time and I need an egg cooking recipe. I will find one.
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