this is a blog about the food in my life. what I eat, what I wanna eat, what I make, what I bake, what I wanna make and bake, ideas and recipes. it's also my thoughts on food or stories behind the meals. The lyric references are from my lifelong love of classic rock and funk and from working a hunnerd years in music retail.
Monday, December 10, 2018
It'll Be Just Like Starting Over
A cheap steak with bleu cheese, cooked with plenty of butter and high heat. I don't always get meat right but when I do, it's surprising even to me. The oddities that happen with me when cooking steaks or chops are an unknown phenomenon. I start with good intent but then for whatever reason, there are these tiny moments of bad reasoning and decisions. Like, not allowing the steaks to get room temperature. Or not blotting them dry of all moisture. Here and there I've not allowed the pan to reach a high enough heat before dropping the meat down. I've been guilty of putting partially frozen chicken in the pan. Not to mention the atrocities I've committed with potatoes. I guess the mystery is that I do know better but for whatever reason, I screw up. I just do the wrong thing. Perhaps its part of learning but I feel I my relearning need is constant. As if I begin the process every time I hit that kitchen. Even while part of me is saying to the other part during the screw up, 'um, that's not how it's done', I continue. Unexplained mysteries.
P started a new job recently and he has a clean slate with bosses and coworkers. I sort of envy him and also feel nervous because all of that is also very difficult on your nerves. But he worked for many years with his previous building and all the bad habits, or weird relationships, incorrect handling of matters through time is completely gone and he can now begin again.
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