When a job doesn't even feel like work, you know you've found something good. I got to step away from the computer and into the role of chef for a couple of hours last week, and it was fantastic. I brought my little toaster oven to work (no test kitchen) and all my supplies, and took it all to the photo department to prepare for a photo shoot.
I started by covering the entire workspace, about 2 square feet, with aluminum foil. Because that floor is gross. I tried to keep all the food in some kind of container to prevent contamination, but I wasn't as careful when touching the floor to get up (yeah, I was sitting cross-legged on the concrete the whole time - awesome) and then cutting something. Whoops. But whatever, I shared everything I cooked and everyone came to work the next day. But anyway, I was cooking the prosciutto-wrapped figs, and that whole place smelled sooo good. Seriously, I was the center of attention for a while, and I didn't even have to do any public speaking.
So everything's going fine, and then the timer dings and I go to get the figs out of the oven. Except all I have is my hand. So not happening. I begin to panic, but then see the whole package of mini pitas (for the pizzas!) just sitting there. Good thing there were extras. So I grabbed one, gripped it to bend it in half, and presto! Instant pot holder. Just call me MacGyver's bitch.
Here's how it turned out.
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you and those figs! Jeez. I'm glad they came out well.
And I am super impressed at your ability to think to use a pita as a potholder. Classic.
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