Such beautiful and inspiring meals here, y’all as usual!
I have been without hot running water in the kitchen for over a week, so my meals have been very sad. Finally a maintenance moron came out and broke into my home with his passkey. I jumped up from bed, threw on a dress, and came running downstairs to find the intruder already in my kitchen.
I had spent a lot of time communicating to the evil overlords administrator I got on the phone exactly what was wrong. The dishwasher, which has been a piece of trash right off the factory floor, started leaking water through the gasket of the closed door. Mmmkay, so I quit using this piece of junk that I’m convinced was designed by a Chinese male child who has never seen, much less actually used a dishwasher who was being overseen by corporate bean counters. [:(!]I was washing dishes by hand to avoid any contact with the evil overlords, and not that unhappy about it. It was my choice, and I could get the dishes washed in a few minutes and air dry them way under the three hours it took to nursemaid this pretty useless dishwasher through it’s minimum three hour cycle on “light wash”.
Then a couple weeks later I happened to open POSTI (the machine’s official name is Piece of **** to Infinity) out of habit, and was met by a fullness of horrible stinking gray water that overflowed onto my kitchen floor. I bailed POSTI out by hand after removing all the filters, and cleaned up the stinking mess on the floor.
I realized a day or so later that POSTI was filling up again! Oh no! There must be an internal leak somewhere, but damned if I could discern where it was coming from.
Just then it dawned on me that the one thing the electronic POSTI is capable of at my direction is pumping itself out after you start its run cycle and then change your mind. There is no way to start the dry cycle over again when it’s inadequate, as it always is, but I knew I could start it briefly and push the cancel button and it would pump itself instead of hand-bailing nasty smelling water.
Hee hee! Should have known this evil machine was out to get me. Oh, the pumping out function worked just fine, and then the slow leak I couldn’t find before became a major pouring of hot water into the dishwasher internally. If I didn’t know how to cut off the hot water supply to the whole kitchen, it would quickly have become an external leak onto the floor again. I lived with this for a week, thanks to my benevolent (can’t find the strike through function, but consider the word “benevolent” struck through) malevolent overlords.
Anyway, tonight I cooked a very good a little over a pound boneless rib eye steak seasoned only with salt and pepper over charcoal along with a green bell pepper that was salted on the inside and cooked a little charred and crisp tender. This was served with a huge baked potato with Daisy sour cream and butter. We also had green leaf lettuce salad with sliced cucumber and halved Scarlet Pearl grape tomatoes. Because we were saving stomach room for dessert, we split the delicious and tender steak and the potato between us, and still have enough leftover steak to provide the protein base for tomorrow’s dinner.
At the start of dinner prep, I washed, capped and sliced some lovely large ripe, red California strawberries and chucked them into a Zip Lock bag with a little sprinkling of sugar in the interest of minimizing dishwashing. I served these over store bought angel food cake slices with canned whipped “cream”. I prefer homemade lightly sweetened biscuits as the base for this dessert, but again had to compromise in the interest of less dishes to wash. It wasn’t bad by any standards.
It was so good to have a homemade meal with actual hot running water in the kitchen. [:)]
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