So, listen – I know we all love The Pioneer Woman.
(And, as an aside – I think the “The” should always be capitalized when referring to her. Because, let’s be honest, no one can touch the woman.) She’s funny, lovely and incredibly talented in about a million different things. (I mean, really? She’s an exceptional writer, cook, photographer, blogger, decorator. And homeschools her kids. And gets up early. It’s disgusting. And, I mean that in in the best way possible. PW – call me.)
So, for Christmas, I asked for her new cookbook.
For Christmas, I received her cookbook from my in-laws. A wonderful gift. I was very excited. I devoured every page, looking at all the photos of her family and friends, reading her anecdotes, and marking pages of recipes that I wanted to try.
But, now it’s quite clear. The Pioneer Woman is singlehandedly trying to make me feel bad about my cooking skills. It’s really quite rude.
My first stab at a recipe from the book was Chicken Spaghetti (the recipe is also on her blog). I had very high hopes. The Pioneer Woman says this is the only casserole Marlboro Man will eat. And, since my husband also has an (unhealthy) aversion to casseroles, I thought it was perfect.
It wasn’t. It was a weeknight and it took a long time to boil the chicken, wait for it to cool and pick it off the bone (The Pioneer Woman – 1, Kim – 0). I ended up trying to pick off the meat too soon, which meant I felt like my hands were burning on boiling chicken (The Pioneer Woman – 2, Kim – 0). Plus, it was really messy. Like, really, really messy (The Pioneer Woman – 3, Kim – 0).
(This isn’t even looking at the overflowing sink. See that bowl of pasta? Most of that mixture ended up on the floor.) (The Pioneer Woman – 4, Kim – 0)
Luckily, Lola helped me clean up (The Pioneer Woman – 4, Kim – 1). See that cheese on her back?
By the time we ate, Ryan and I were both STAHHHHVING. And, it ended up just being “okay.” I could tell Ryan wasn’t loving it, and even I thought it was a little blah. I don’t think I missed anything on the recipe. Maybe it was just that we were so hungry and the kitchen was so messy. (Messy kitchens stress me out.) (The Pioneer Woman – 5, Kim – 1).
The Pioneer Woman definitely dominated me this round. But, don’t you fear. I’m not throwing in the towel yet. I’ll be trying more recipes out of the cookbook before I give up. And, if nothing else, that cookbook will make people THINK I’m a great cook. Right?
Have you ever had a kitchen disaster? (Or a famous blogger try to dominate you in your own kitchen?)