Today the prompt for Blog Every Day in November is to do something different, possibly outside our comfort zone. My blog is fairly varied already, so I am not tempted to try a different blogging topic here.
Rather I shall tell a story, which will probably make you laugh at my expense – something I find uncomfortable!
It is about a recent culinary disaster. I have been married for decades and have cooked countless meals. This one was impossible to eat.
I mentioned the other day that hubby does the food shopping. A few months ago he bought a jar of sauce with a Chinese name and no suggested recipe.
We had some cooked chicken, which I was going to heat up in sauce. I chose the untried jar. When I opened it, I didn’t like the look of it and was not too keen on the smell. I took it to my husband and he smelled it and declared it good. So I tipped the entire contents into a saucepan with some fried onion (as I do with korma or curry sauce) added the chopped chicken, heated it thoroughly and served it with boiled rice. It looked a most unappetising shade of dark brown.
We began to eat. Hubby mixed all his rice with it before he started. I did try to eat it, but it was very salty and it made me heave. I ate my rice. Hubby gave up.
Then I cooked a cheese omelette, which we ate with bread.
The next time I spoke to Mum on the phone I told her we had done something we didn’t usually do. We had thrown away some food!
I explained what had happened. while I was speaking I picked up the jar, which still had its label attached. (We are saving it for a friend who makes jam and chutney.) It was only then that I spotted the nutritional information, which was per serving. A serving was 1 tablespoon! It was in very small print. I had used the entire contents of the jar! The only other information was:-
Perfect for cooking flesh and fowls. Refrigerate after opening.
Have you ever made a meal that could not be eaten? What happened?