From weeks past: ricotta cheese
Staples: flour, spices, oil, butter, white wine vinegar, garlic
My kitchen is a mess.
My kitchen is a mess because I made a terrible meal, and I don't have any paper towels to clean it up.
My kitchen is a mess because I made a terrible meal, I don't have any paper towels to clean it up, and I'm watching Did you hear about the Morgans?
I feel lost.
It was a valiant effort, I suppose. I did it all in the name of "real" food. My mom used to make these low fat individual chicken pot pies when I was in high school, and they were great. But the recipe called for some diet-y substitutions, and, snooty eater that I am, I turned my nose up at the ingredients. Margarine? Low fat cottage cheese? Not for me. I was sure I could class up the recipe with a buttery crust and ricotta/mushroom filling.
Dry dry dryness was the punishment for my pretension. Pastry crust isn't the kind of thing you can fool around with unless you know what you're doing, and obviously, I don't know what I'm doing. That margarine crust, on the other hand, was damn good; whoever came up with that must be a pastry genius.
The good news is the flavors are right, so my next attempt will undoubtedly be better. The bad news is I have three leftover turnovers I have to eat this week.
Needless to say, no recipe today. I'm off to pout and whine... and maybe clean.