I am by no means a prolific cook. I don’t claim to be. I mess up a lot. But sometimes, it confuses the crap out of me.
For example, it is not hard to make soup. I’ve done it before! So, after Easter, when we had a bit of the ham bone left, I thought, I’ll freeze it and we’ll make a ham bean soup. I buy it from Campbells all the time…
Last week I decided to defrost the ham bone and give it a whirl. Seemed simple enough. Soak the beans overnight (or all day while I’m at work–This is the first time I’ve done that, I was shocked at how those little suckers puffed up.) So, I get home, add the beans, onion, ham bone and tomato into a pot per the directions. Simmer for two hours. Remove the ham bone. Simmer for two hours more.
I go to remove the bone and could barely breath. It smelled awful. I couldn’t bring myself to call it there. So, I decide, “maybe it’s just not done.” I keep cooking. another 2 hours go buy. I’m thinking, “this is gross.” Eric is refusing to come into the kitchen because he thinks it smells so bad.
So, instead of being the logical, reasonable person (who spent ~70 cents on this meal) and just get rid of it. I decide, to let it sit. So it sat. Until Friday, when I swore up and down I was going to eat it.
Friends. I do not know what happened to that little soup but it sucked. And I still can’t bring myself to throw it away.
I did however decide I needed a quick, yummy meal. So I made baked mac and cheese instead and served breaded eggplant on the side. Soo much better than my yucky, yucky soup.