Nov 22 2008
in which I create a minor culinary disaster
Had a cooking class today that was nearly all day long–figured since I’m living on my own now and will be doing so even more at some point in the nearish future, I really need to learn something. I did learn quite a bit, I think, mostly that cooking in general is not all that hard (time-consuming maybe, but not even that bad if you have decent hobs and stuff…which our kitchen does not, but okay) and that I might actually like experimenting. I didn’t really get anywhere on understanding the biscuit/cookie thing though. British do have cookies, but it’s like…all British biscuits are American cookies, but not all American cookies are British biscuits? I think? Biscuits tend to be kind of hard, flat, and dry, where if you have some nice gooey thing, it’s probably going to be a cookie even here. At least that’s what I’ve gathered, but the chef didn’t seem to think so when I tried that theory on him, so…whatever.
Anyway, the point is, we made pizzas as the final thing and got to take them back with us. Uncooked so we could have them later, though. And our kitchens don’t have ovens, right? But he said a couple minutes in the microwave and then finishing it on the grill would work. Yeah, not so much. First of all it was soft dough so hard to get on anything, and secondly the microwave did nothing to firm up the dough but melted all the cheese, and then when I put it in the grill it kind of dripped between the bars, so I put it on a tray and when I came back to check on it, the cheese was totally burnt while most of the dough was still goopy. So that was, you know, not a raging success.
