Flash vs. the Kitchenaid BLECH!
Posted 10-24-2007 at 11:18 PM by Flash
Yesterday was just insane!
It shouldn't have been. It didn't start out that way. It started, as all great days do, with pondering the remains in the frig, and the stockpile, and creating a meal plan in my head.
DH had wanted to finish off the roast the day before, for lunch, but he wanted fresh bread, and I hadn't made any. I had made a quart of gravy with the roast, so I assumed there was quite a bit left, and he could have the roast on bread and gravy and I could have some soup. Yum!
But, I hadn't made bread. DH wanted dill bread, but I didn't have cottage cheese, or anything else that it was supposed to have. So I decided to wing it. 4 oz of organic fat free feta cheese, 1/2 cup organic sour cream, a bit of dill, flour, toss it in the mixer...
Simply enough. But DH bought me a wonderful new super mixer for Christmas. A Kitchenaid. I'd been using my mother's hand-me-down mixer for 25 years, it was fairly beat up, and a new mixer with all the wazoos was pretty cool. I don't bake much during the summer, though, keeping energy costs in check. So, I really had not used it enough to be familiar with all the wazoos.
But seriously, it's a mixer, how hard could it be? Drop in a cup of flour, warm up the other ingredients, mix them in, then beat in another cup of flour...try to squeeze the cup into the little space above the bowl...and WHOOPS...the entire cup went into the bowl, beaters churning away.
Good thing I didn't know about the beater lock function. Or not. Raging crazy mixer pops up, still spinning, and covers me from head to toe with flour dust. And I get whacked in the head with the measuring cup, to boot.
I don't think DH has laughed that hard in a very long time. Which made it so worth it :)
I managed to dust off my face, get the remaining ingredients mixed by hand and let the dough rise while I run upstairs to shed my now-white sweats, sneak in a quick check online while I'm on the way to the bedroom, and there is hotcouponmama asking me to jump into the chat room to work on a few things with her.
Oh well...just a quick one, as it is I'm barely going to make it for a phonecon about this weeks real life assignments...which of course it wasn't. HCW and I have never been known to have brief conversations LOL. So...still covered with flour, I call in, pick up the conversation just in time to hear that assignments are being given out...and I start having a flour sneezing attack. RATS! Flash is flying to where? When? ARGH!
Oh well, just another day or two in the life...and so it goes :)
It shouldn't have been. It didn't start out that way. It started, as all great days do, with pondering the remains in the frig, and the stockpile, and creating a meal plan in my head.
DH had wanted to finish off the roast the day before, for lunch, but he wanted fresh bread, and I hadn't made any. I had made a quart of gravy with the roast, so I assumed there was quite a bit left, and he could have the roast on bread and gravy and I could have some soup. Yum!
But, I hadn't made bread. DH wanted dill bread, but I didn't have cottage cheese, or anything else that it was supposed to have. So I decided to wing it. 4 oz of organic fat free feta cheese, 1/2 cup organic sour cream, a bit of dill, flour, toss it in the mixer...
Simply enough. But DH bought me a wonderful new super mixer for Christmas. A Kitchenaid. I'd been using my mother's hand-me-down mixer for 25 years, it was fairly beat up, and a new mixer with all the wazoos was pretty cool. I don't bake much during the summer, though, keeping energy costs in check. So, I really had not used it enough to be familiar with all the wazoos.
But seriously, it's a mixer, how hard could it be? Drop in a cup of flour, warm up the other ingredients, mix them in, then beat in another cup of flour...try to squeeze the cup into the little space above the bowl...and WHOOPS...the entire cup went into the bowl, beaters churning away.
Good thing I didn't know about the beater lock function. Or not. Raging crazy mixer pops up, still spinning, and covers me from head to toe with flour dust. And I get whacked in the head with the measuring cup, to boot.
I don't think DH has laughed that hard in a very long time. Which made it so worth it :)
I managed to dust off my face, get the remaining ingredients mixed by hand and let the dough rise while I run upstairs to shed my now-white sweats, sneak in a quick check online while I'm on the way to the bedroom, and there is hotcouponmama asking me to jump into the chat room to work on a few things with her.
Oh well...just a quick one, as it is I'm barely going to make it for a phonecon about this weeks real life assignments...which of course it wasn't. HCW and I have never been known to have brief conversations LOL. So...still covered with flour, I call in, pick up the conversation just in time to hear that assignments are being given out...and I start having a flour sneezing attack. RATS! Flash is flying to where? When? ARGH!
Oh well, just another day or two in the life...and so it goes :)
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Comments
 |  LOL your story reminds me of an episode of Oprah where she had Paula Dean on. And Paula dumps in one of those little saucers of vanilla (you know its pre measured out for her to just dump and go) well she accidentaly dumped the little saucer in the kitchen aid and stuff is flying everywhere. You can tell Paula is embrarrased and doing one of those embrassed laughs, but Oprah is in hesterics over it. That was too funny. So...what did you end up making for dinner? How did your bread come out? |
Posted 10-25-2007 at 04:52 PM by queenofthehivemomof5  |
| |  actually the bread was fantastic! Really moist, a bit heavy but I am just not a "wonder bread" kind of girl! Also made up 12 dozen muffins, maybe more, I use up everything and freeze. I had some ice cream, my sister's brand of milk, some diabetic cereal I didn't care for...it all went in to muffins. Dinner was a big pot of soup, used up veggies, and the bread with gravy for DH. I think I'll be vacuuming up flour for the next year...who knew one cup of flour could make SUCH a mess! Even the dog is sneezing! |
| Posted 10-25-2007 at 05:12 PM by Flash |
| |  Oh gosh Flash I can't imagine what a mess it must have been! With you and the flour and the sneezing doggy. (Does yours sneeze a lot? Mine is half Corgi and he's constantly sneezing!) I would have had to wrestle the dog out of the kitchen. Tucker is not allowed in the kitchen so he sits right at the doorway when I cook. If I ever drop anything he bolts in so fast to snatch it up off of the floor before I can even realize what's going on. He learned a bit of a lesson the day I dropped a jalapeno! |
| Posted 10-25-2007 at 08:16 PM by kristen.c |
| | Yes, Corgi has an amazingly long tongue, and he sneezes alot! He is really cute about the kitchen, too. He's fine not being in there until he hears the cutting board come out of the closet. Then he GLUES himself under me, or in between me and the garbage can LOL He's fast, too. And anytime the refrigerator door is open for more than a second, say I'm trying to grab something from out of the back, he is practically crawling in to it. Open deli drawer, insert corgi! |
| Posted 10-25-2007 at 08:55 PM by Flash |
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