From a culinary standpoint, last week was a disaster. Making a good meal is almost an obsession with me so if that first bite isn't mouth-watering, then I have the potential to become very sulky. That happened twice last week. I had such high hopes for both meals and in the end, they were just not that good. The amount of time that I am devoting to cooking and the way my mental state adjusts to the quality of my cooking clearly proves that I have WAY too much time on my hands. My schedule is another subject altogether and perhaps I will share in another post. For now, I have thirty minutes to tell you about my culinary success on Saturday night. Then, I have to move on to my next task. Monday is "clean the house"day. Yikes, I am digressing already. On task...on task.
Do you remember certain meals that you loved as a child? Every kid always asks Mom, "What's for dinner?" Being a picky eater (I hate vegetables), I was always anxious to hear the response. I came from a family where you had to eat everything on your plate before you could be excused from the table. I came from a family that loved vegetables and not just the regular ones like corn or green beans. I am talking about broccoli and cauliflower. I remember the year that my parents grew kale...ugh...I still shiver just thinking about all of those vegetables.
Once in a while, the response would be, "Arroz con Pollo" and I was thrilled. No fighting over vegetables. No staying at the table until 9pm trying to figure out creative ways to hide cauliflower instead of eating it. I do not know where or when my mother found the recipe. I do not remember how she cooked it. All I remember is that it was one of my favorite dinners.
Now, I can make some killer paella but I have never made Arroz con Pollo, chicken and rice. I ran across a recipe recently and instantly wanted to try it. Crossing my fingers for a culinary success, I delved right into the recipe, changing bits and pieces here and there. The recipe called for adding peas (yuck) so out went the peas. I made a few more changes and the end result? Fabulous, if I do say so myself. The family was thrilled as well...no more sullen dinners.
Arroz con Pollo