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Late Dentisty, Snow, and Speedy Cooking
Dec. 15th, 2016 08:36 amMaksim has a chipped tooth from having his braces off, and we kept forgetting to call the dentist about getting it fixed. Today, I finally called. Our dentist keeps evening hours on Wednesdays.
"We have an opening at 6:20," the receptionist said. "Our next available appointment isn't until Tuesday at 11:00."
It was 5:15. I glanced at the beef tips I had been planning for supper. The dentist is ten minutes away. The beef tips had to be cooked today, or they'd go bad.
"Okay," I said. "We'll be there."
I bolted itno the kitchen. Could I pull this off?
My knife flashed through the vegetables, slicing peppers, mushrooms, and onions. I set rice on the stove to boil and melted butter in two saute pans, then set oil to warm in a third. When the butter was melted and bubbly, I dropped sliced peppers, onions, and pea pods into them to sizzle, along with a little soy sauce and red wine. Into the other pan went the mushrooms with salt and lemon juice and red wine.
Once those were going, I set the tips to cooking in olive oil with salt and yet more wine. I shouted for Aran to come up and set the table. The clock was ticking above the hissing stove, and I shook pans while minutes passed.
When the steak was done, I poured off drippings and yanked together a small pan of onion gravy. At 5:50, I rushed everything to the table: beef tips sauteed in red wine with mushrooms, sauteed vegetables, steamed rice, onion gravy. Ha! The master chef strkes again!
It was very good.
At 6:07, I abandoned Darwin to do the cleanup and zipped out the door with Maksim straight into a snowstorm. (!) We hadn't even known it was snowing! It was serious stuff, too.
We toddled down the snowy street, carefully negotiating turns and curves, and made it to the dentist at exactly 6:20. Whew! Maksim's tooth was repaired in an hour. American health care for the win!
On our way back, the sky miraculously cleared, revealing a full, rich moon hovering over the remaining clouds. It was a hella busy evening!
"We have an opening at 6:20," the receptionist said. "Our next available appointment isn't until Tuesday at 11:00."
It was 5:15. I glanced at the beef tips I had been planning for supper. The dentist is ten minutes away. The beef tips had to be cooked today, or they'd go bad.
"Okay," I said. "We'll be there."
I bolted itno the kitchen. Could I pull this off?
My knife flashed through the vegetables, slicing peppers, mushrooms, and onions. I set rice on the stove to boil and melted butter in two saute pans, then set oil to warm in a third. When the butter was melted and bubbly, I dropped sliced peppers, onions, and pea pods into them to sizzle, along with a little soy sauce and red wine. Into the other pan went the mushrooms with salt and lemon juice and red wine.
Once those were going, I set the tips to cooking in olive oil with salt and yet more wine. I shouted for Aran to come up and set the table. The clock was ticking above the hissing stove, and I shook pans while minutes passed.
When the steak was done, I poured off drippings and yanked together a small pan of onion gravy. At 5:50, I rushed everything to the table: beef tips sauteed in red wine with mushrooms, sauteed vegetables, steamed rice, onion gravy. Ha! The master chef strkes again!
It was very good.
At 6:07, I abandoned Darwin to do the cleanup and zipped out the door with Maksim straight into a snowstorm. (!) We hadn't even known it was snowing! It was serious stuff, too.
We toddled down the snowy street, carefully negotiating turns and curves, and made it to the dentist at exactly 6:20. Whew! Maksim's tooth was repaired in an hour. American health care for the win!
On our way back, the sky miraculously cleared, revealing a full, rich moon hovering over the remaining clouds. It was a hella busy evening!
