I knew better than to claim
that I know how to cook. I’ve heard the adage, “Pride goeth before a fall.” Now
I’ve had my comeuppance.
A couple of days ago I
bought an eggplant, just because its purple skin was so shiny and unblemished.
The only dish I’d ever made with eggplant was ratatouille, but this time I felt
adventurous. I made a recipe called “Eggplant and roasted red pepper terrine.”
All the ingredients were at hand – the eggplant, roasted red peppers in the
freezer, fresh parsley, and brie cheese.
It was a labor of love, but
love’s labors were lost. The terrine looked pretty, but it tasted terrible, even with the fresh tomato sauce. Here’s what remained after Dennis and I each took a serving.
I ate crow and we fed the
terrine to the chickens, who found it to be quite to their taste. As least it
didn’t go to waste.
Copyright
2014 by Shirley Domer
1 comment:
Happens to everybody, even amazing cooks like you! Now you have a recipe you don't have to save! It looks pretty.
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