10 June 2025
Story #1137
R. Linda:
I will say that both Tonya and Mam are established cooks. They can cook up some very delicious dishes and have often thought of opening a bistro, but I be selfish, I want the eats to meself, please! Anyway, you'd think they'd know better when it comes to someone else's recipes. If it doesn't look right or raises a nagging question in the back of your mind, maybe they shouldn't try to cook it.
Tonya has gone on Facebook and found some very lovely pictures of dinners and desserts. She mentioned one to Mam she thought would be an easy, tasty-looking crockpot recipe. Since the two of them were going to be out on one weekday, she copied it down and got the ingredients, to which Mam offered to throw it together, and voilĂ , dinner in a crockpot was ready for when everyone came home.
However, upon reading the instructions, Mam thought something was missing from the recipe. As she put it together, she decided to add what she thought that was. As a result, that night we enjoyed a very delicious chicken and gravy dinner. They congratulated themselves on serving a recipe that was different from theirs, and was, as we all called it, "A keeper."
Then a week later, Tonya came across another recipe that she and Mam were thinking of cooking. Me Mam makes a wonderful Eggplant Parmesan, but she doesn't make it often because frying all that eggplant be not a favourite thing with her. The eggplant recipe Tonya found on something called Paula's Cookery (where she had also seen the crockpot chicken) called for baking the breaded eggplant, rather than frying it. This would save time, so they both decided to make it together. Once again, Mam, the more experienced of the two in cookery, thought something was odd. There seemed to be hardly any seasoning. So, when Tonya wasn't looking, she threw in some Italian Seasoning mix, and once again, Bob's your uncle - instant flavour. However, because she didn't put much in, the instant flavour wasn't as flavourful as it could have been. This bothered her during the cooking of the eggplant parm, and sure enough, it needed seasoning. Of course, Tonya said that the recipe called for fresh oregano and basil to be sprinkled over the top upon serving, but nah, that would not have done it.
While Tonya had been in Paula's online recipe box, she had found a cheesecake recipe with bananas and strawberries that looked (in the picture, at least) delectable. Well, Mam saw the recipe lying on the table, and thought that while Tonya was out, she'd make it for dessert. She thought something was odd because the picture of the dessert showed sliced strawberries and SLICED banana in a cut piece. The recipe called for mashed bananas. Against her better judgment, Mam mashed the bananas, and when she put the mixture together, it seemed very runny, but she figured it was due to all the fruit. But the picture...
She put the concoction in her pristine oven for the 70-minute baking time and took herself off to the back deck to read a book. It was 70 minutes later that she went to check the cheesecake, and it was very soupy in the middle. She set the oven timer for another 10 minutes and returned to her book. It was perhaps 5 minutes later that she heard the peculiar sound of the house fire alarm. She ran into a very smoky kitchen, turned off the oven, and then rushed to the alarm system, only to realise she didn't remember the code to turn it off. Nothing she could do, so she ran to open windows, turn on the oven fans and wait for the fire department.
Yup, with the alarm blaring, she went out and sat on the steps of the front porch, defeated that there was nothing more she could do. I was phoned by the ADT people that me house was burning down, so I ran from me neighbours, where I had been enjoying a cold brew, to find I was racing, not one fire engine, but two with lights flashing down me long driveway. There in the distance, I could see Mam camped out on the steps. What be going on? I wondered.
I got up to her first, and she hurriedly told me there was no fire and what had happened. I ran inside, and sure enough, just oven smoke clearing out, alarms blaring, and with me choking, I ran to the system and punched in the code. The ADT person was more inclined to talk to me to calm down and THEN they'd call the fire department to not come, TOO FREAKING LATE! They were coming in the door, all helmeted and jacketed, to me, standing there with a sorry grin, as it was just the oven smoking.
Mam didn't put a drip pan under the cheesecake, and it overflowed during the last 10 minutes she needed for baking.
When Tonya came home, the two women were discussing fruit inside a cheesecake. We had sliced it and served it, but it wasn't the consistency of cheesecake; it was more like a custard.
"I've never in me born days. had or seen a cheesecake with fruit in it." Mam said.
"You know, I don't think I have either. I've had fruit topping, but no, I don't think I've ever had a cheesecake with anything inside."
"Well, there ye go," I said, "this be Paula recipe number 3 that you both found something either lacking or too much of, like fruit inside a cheesecake."
"Especially mashed banana, that was soggy to begin wit," Mam interjected.
"And fresh cut strawberries would add to that sogginess," Tonya noted, then looking at the picture of Paula's cheesecake, she added, "And lookit here, those bananas are sliced, not mashed."
"Oooh, so dey arr." Mam agreed, looking at the photo. "Maybe next time I should jus slice da bananas."
"NO! No next time, no sliced bananas, no Paula! I think you both hit on the fact that fruit should not be inside a cheesecake, but on top of it. So NO. You need to not get any more of that Paula's Cookery stuff because she obviously is heading readers of her drivel to fail." I stepped back, as if me word was final, but inside me head, I saw Weasil with a wooden spoon smiling on Paula's page.
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El Cheesecake or Custard Cake |
I don't know who this Paula person is, or if there be a person at all, but some moron, with pretty pictures that don't go with the recipes, caught the two seasoned cooks in my house, but good.
In looking over Paula's page, it is sadly lacking in ingredients. You see an involved dish with three ingredients and no instructions. WOW.
I said, "Ladies, you need to look before you leap." And I showed them the few recipes I found for them.
Footnote: Mam saw one easy dessert on Paula's Purloined Recipes for something called Man Bars. Yup, she did. This time, she Googled the Man Bars to find that they are actually called Amish Man Bars, with the same picture on a different website. And guess what? MORE ingredients!
Gabe
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