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Tuesday, January 05, 2010

2 cooks, 1 kitchen

One Kitchen, Two Cooks!

(Or Disaster finds a place to happen)…

Last eve as I was prepping my magical concoction of leftover salmon, leftover roast lamb, and noodles all in one casserole, Superwoman decided to make another Christmas Stollen. (Stollen is a German yeast bread with some raisins and bits of few other fruits. It’s a delightful slightly heavy loaf that must sit for a week after baking to cure)

I waited until she finished her mixings and mashings and kneadings and thumpings and helped her clean up a bit before I started our dinner. Unfortunately, somewhere (I know not where) we crossed paths.
She heard about this trick of putting dough in a warm oven to raise. I didn’t know that (Do you see something coming?).

I boiled the noodles and when they were almost done, cranked the oven to 300 to heat it up….and went on cooking’s merry way….got everything in the casserole, the flaked salmon, bread crumbs, drizzled milk, salt and pepper.
At the last minute, on sage advice of #2 daughter, I decided to not add the lamb. Then put on my heat mitt and opened the oven door.
”What’s this?”
Great jumping catfish! It’s a big bowl of slightly crusted dough spilling over. Turns out I should have looked in the oven before I started pre-heating.

Superwoman managed to separate the crusty outside of the dough, and put that mix in a separate pan and took it somewhere else…I know I heard one of those 15 syllable untranslatable German cuss words. (she now uses them quite softly after 40 years of practice.)

The dinner casserole turned out fine and dandy; but I don’t know how raisins got in with the noodles. She finished baking the Stollen late last evening, and was muttering something under her breath (15 syllables) when she came to bed.

This morning the Stollen sits on the butcher block, looking lots flatter than the last one; maybe it didn’t raise much at all. Looks and smells darn good. I grab my super razor sharp Deutchen Henckel Solingen Stollen knife to cut a slice for tasting. Hmm, It’s a brick…and the knife doesn’t even touch it…

DeWalt tools makes a reciprocating saw blade designed for cutting through cars at accident sites. It’s called Demolition Blade. I wonder if this will cut Stollen. I fetch the saw, clean the blade, put everything together and BZZZZ! It worked!

Stollen is pretty tasty, except for a couple flakes of salmon in the bread mix….

Yup, One cook in kitchen is way to go to stay married. Check the video.

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3 Comments:

Blogger Daniela said...

I KNOW the part about the reciprocating saw isn't true...it says you cleaned it first?! What the?

5:55 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Keep posting stuff like this i really like it

9:44 AM  
Anonymous Mikki said...

Hey G-pa...
How come you never post on here no mores????
I'd love to see more, but I guess you e-mail more now.
Love you,
Mikks

9:49 PM  

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