I am not renowned as a wonderful cook. My reputation however, is not gained by any sort of actual experiences from those reporting it. My culinary indiscretions have never been witnessed by others. Always, the undertaking of a new recipe has been done in private, there being no witnesses present. This has not always been the case, however, and the luck of having never screwed up with an audience is just that. Luck. Unfortunately, I always find it necessary to share scenarios that have occurred where things just completely got all screwed up.
So I do it again. This time, with probably the most innocuous example in my history. Lets not forget the time I inadvertently set the oven mitts on fire.
This time, the objective was spaghetti sauce. Not really all that difficult I would say, just get the herbs and spice stuff in it balanced right. Not wanting to throw caution to the wind, I decided to follow an actual recipe. Recipes are not usually where I want to go with cooking, as I tend to just throw things together that seem like a good idea and make my own messes. This time, I really wanted spaghetti sauce, so the recipes were withdrawn from the self, dusted off, and read through.
Now, I don’t’ mind screwing up when I cook. I shouldn’t say I don’t mind, but I can’t really blame anybody or be really surprised when I do it myself. This time, I followed the recipe!!!! Things still got all screwed up. I did not burn anything, everything went fine. The T-A-S-T-E was the real problem. The real problem was the onion soup mix that the damn thing suggested. All I could taste was this strong onion flavour in my spaghetti sauce. I actually had to pick the stuff off of my pasta in order to eat it (the pasta). So now I have a pot of this stuff (about 9 dollars in ingredients therein). What do I do with it?
My ultimate solution was to add water. Lots of it, in order to cancel out the high concentrations of onion soup mix. Worked pretty well. So now I have five containers of soup in my freezer, but I still have to eat the tortellini naked. That means without sauce (not what you were thinking).
Tomorrow I make more spaghetti sauce. This time with no recipe. Cross your fingers.