Sunday, 9 October 2011

My Cooking Sux

His Regal Handsomeness regards me from his position on my keyboard... 

 "He he, you forgot to turn the flash on, didn't ya?  Didn't ya?  *stoopid bean*".

 "Oh noes, what now...?"

"I don't belieeeeve it!"

"Her glasses have popped a lens yet again"


Pinky brought me some lovely fresh vegetables from his garden, which I thought would go beautifully with griddled steak, so last Saturday I went down to the local Co-op to buy Aberdeen Angus beef - one of, if not the, best British beef you can buy, which I knew they sold.

None.  No beef steaks of any kind.  So, made a salad with some of Pinky's tomatoes, plus some cucumber and Greek-style yoghurt, accompanied by tinned salmon dressed with balsamic vinegar.  Nice.

Monday, went back to Co-op.  Just one steak, a British beef sirloin, not specified as Aberdeen Angus and not one of my preferred cuts: fillet, ribeye or rump, but it looked halfway decent so I bought it. 

Couldn't cook on Tuesday, Wednesday or Thursday.  Won't bore you with the reason.  Friday came and almost went...  Felt so tired and cold!  I shivered under the duvet.  The Caramels were the bestest, bless their hearts.  Alfie climbed into bed and cuddled up against my tummy, while Simba curled up in the crook of my knees on top of the duvet.  I was the filling in a cat sandwich, gorgeous!  Even so, I shivered, but eventually, zzzzzz...

Early evening I woke to find Alfie gone.  Simba was still in position but as soon as I moved he jumped onto the dressing table and played music on the venetian blinds...

 ...much like he did here in the living room on another occasion.

We went downstairs and got "breakfast" again and oh gosh, last of the Whiskas' Pouches!  This called for an emergency trip to the corner shop.  You may be aware, dear reader, that I'm unsteady on my feet and this was the scariest excursion I've ever made.  Suffice it to say that by the time I got home I was no longer cold.

Saturday I felt better, so I cooked my steak dinner.

Looks okay doesn't it?  Not exactly cordon bleu presentation, but okay.

The flavours were good, BUT...

The steak was as tough as old boots.  The mushrooms were bland and watery.  I ruined the red wine sauce by reducing it too much and then topping it up with too much liquid due to clumsiness.  I overcooked the potatoes (still don't know how) so they came out as hard as bullets (tasted delicious though!).  Pinky's tomatoes were the redeeming feature - they cooked perfectly and were delicious!

I'm opening my restaurant next week.  You are cordially invited to the Grand Opening!

:) xxx


Marg said...

Hi there, Black Cat. We would really like to know your email address for the auction that you put a bid in for one of the items. My email is Thanks so much for sending to me. We like your blog a lot and need to come visit more often.

Rita X said...

what a cutie cat! my cat is exactly identical to that!

Christine and FAZ said...


Anonymous said...

Just a few tomatoes left which I'll try to get to you. In the meantime I've made some tomato and basil soup for you which I've frozen for when I can get round. Pinky

Hannah and Lucy said...

We have finally made it to meet you - the internet disappeared while mum was out this morning and it took lots of norty words to make it obey her again. We hope you got her email ok - let her know if you haven't.
Luv Hannah and Lucy xx xx

Hannah and Lucy said...

We are delighted you enjoy our blog - we have just found yours and when we've had our dinner mum will let us come for a longer visit
Luv Hannah and Lucy xx xx

Muddy said...

Hello Black Cat, Myst has a habit of sitting on the keyboard, too. It's his favorite place when someone is at the computer.