Lately I've been in the mood for cooking. It might be due to the fact that I'm trying to be a vegetarian, or the fact that I keep finding these more than orgasmic looking recipes on Food Gawker. However, the first recipe I tried to make made me so frustrated that I nearly threw all of my hard work into the sink. It was miserable. I had been messing up on this recipe right from the beginning when I forgot to put the milk in with the crepe mixture. Then I didn't have a big enough pan to cook them in. So, with eggy crepes that were thick and small, I thought that assembling the whole thing would be easy. No. It had to mock me some more. And the heat wasn't any help. I started to get a throbbing headache and started to over heat so bad I was getting dizzy. Fuck.Summer. Anyway. As I tried to assemble this breakfast for dinner mockery, it didn't want to fold over. Because the damn eggy crepes were too small. I went to find tooth picks. None found. I did manage to find these long tooth pick like sticks; however, the crepes were delicate and kept ripping. I was mad. I was so mad all I could see was rage for this dish. I wanted to throw it away or even stab it.
And even then this picture doesn't even reflect that hate I had for these crepe things. But. after throwing them in the oven and shoving my head in the freezer, they turned out pretty tasty. I can assure you though, I am NEVER making them again.
And even then this picture doesn't even reflect that hate I had for these crepe things. But. after throwing them in the oven and shoving my head in the freezer, they turned out pretty tasty. I can assure you though, I am NEVER making them again.
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