I have had a rough string of culinary mishaps over the last week.
Look at this:
This, dear readers, is Mulligatawny Soup. I don't think this picture does the color justice. In person, this batch of soup looks like cherry jello. It is the color of artificial red candy. It looks like a scary dessert. Although it tastes fine, I can't bring myself to eat this soup, mostly because I believe firmly with every cell in my body, that chicken based soups shouldn't remind me of parfaits.
Lesson Learned: Beets are not an ingredient that can be added to recipes all willy-nilly. Beets, although delicious, come with a high price, and that price is RED. Chicken + beets = gagging and sadness.
2. The other day I watched Robin mix up a fabulous batch of homemade macaroni on the stove top. She started with milk and butter and then added cheese, and soon she had a pan of what looked like perfect Cheez Whiz. To this she added cooked macaroni. Perfect, easy, and delicious. Or so I thought.....
Today, when I attempted to recreate Robin's macaroni and cheese, I ended up with a gross, mealy pile of horrifying terrible-ness. When I melted the cheese it separated in a most unappetizing manner. I tried to stuff a few bites down my throat, but I didn't get very far.
Lesson Learned: Cheese can become surprisingly disgusting in the wrong hands. Kraft macaroni and cheese is affordable and delicious. Also, Robin is possibly a witch- this would account for her inhuman ability to melt ordinary cheddar cheese into a smooth sauce.