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which_chick) wrote2005-01-27 12:11 pm
which_chick) wrote2005-01-27 12:11 pm
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It bothers me, sometimes, that people only seem to appreciate the worth of expensive things. Good stuff does not have to be expensive. Case in point, this morning. I wanted something decadent for breakfast, something sinful, something really quite lush. What I *had* for breakfast, though, was leftover lentil soup -- mostly because I'm not worth a hell of a lot until I have had a cup of coffee and something to eat. My rare attempts to do amazing things in the kitchen before I'm awake are best left unexamined by the cold light of reason. Let me just state for the record that combining cool whip and Fritos is a bad idea. Just because two things taste good by themselves is no guarantee that they will taste good together. Anyway, this morning I had lentil soup because it was easy to reheat and tasty and simple. When I was more awake, though, I still wanted something decadent. Lentil soup is a little short on the decadence scale.
Now, I like crepes. They're easy as hell, quick, cheap, and tasty. I don't have to look up how to do 'em because I've got the recipe cold. My simplified half-vast recipe only gets one dish really dirty in the mixing, a bonus for the non-dishwasher household. In my world, crepes are a good breakfast or lunch food. They are not, however, chocolatey. I fixed that today by making chocolatey sauce stuff to put on top of the crepes. That turned out better than expected.
I like reading recipes. I like cookbooks. I like discussions of technique. However, I absolutely hate that I do not need TWO CUPS of freaking chocolatey sauce stuff. That's what the cookbooks and recipes are offering me. I do not need that much chocolatey sauce. I need like two, three tablespoons of chocolatey sauce stuff. Two cups is a bit overkillish, if you ask me. I'm not drinking the shit, now, am I? (No. Even though I want to.) So that all ya'll do not need to find this out for yourselves, it is possible to make a delightful chocolatey sauce thing (in small amounts) by doing 1 part butter, 2 parts sugar, 1 part cocoa powder, and a small amount of milk, as needed, for thinning it out. :) Performing a valuable public service, I am. Helping others along the road of BETTER cooking-for-one, I am. In a small frying pan (I have a one-egg skillet), combine sugar and butter and heat. Add a teeny amount of milk, so that you have a fairly thick syrup. Heat until no longer gritty, until the sugar is all dissolved. It can boil a little, that's okay. Add cocoa, stir over low heat until all lumps are gone. Heat through, taking care not to scorch the chocolate flavor. This will be a fairly bitter, raw chocolatey flavor that tastes a hell of a lot like chocolate and not much like anything else. It's not a very tempered, moderate flavor. Don't worry. Over bland, sweet crepes, it's ungodly good. That there is your moderating influence. It'd probably be okay over vanilla ice cream, too. It's not at all bad out of a spoon if you don't mind being punched in the gut with chocolate flavor.
*ahem*
I realize that may be something of a specialized taste. I should probably mention that I've been reading reviews of porn films again. The culprit this time was this one which I just couldn't stop giggling over. Probably better not click on that if you're at work. It's a gay porn film review. I doubt you're going to be able to sell the "I was just reading it for the delightful prose" thing, even if that happens to be the case. No matter how earnest you are, nobody will believe you.
See, a line like "...the kind of guy who wears a butt plug to the grocery store" is amusing as hell on its own. It's even more amusing when you flip, mentally, to that really nice Gundam Wing (It's anime, about giant fighting robots. It's a cartoon, if you must. I own it on DVD. The voice of the honorable bad guy Treize is also the voice of Tezuka-buchou, whom I lust after in PoT. Starting to get a grip, here? A bit, maybe? As fetishes go, it's not as bad as goatse or tubgirl. There are *always* worse fetishes.) fanfic where, well, we find out just who is the kind of guy who wears a butt plug to the grocery store. (Do I have a link to that? Yes. Oh, yes. I'm suprised it hasn't burned phosphers in the screen at this point. Am I going to share it? If you want the link, ask for it. My mother reads this sometimes and while we are all on the same page about what porn I like, it's easier if I don't... er... shove it down her throat all the time. Yes, that did make me giggle. I have all the restraint (*snrk*) and maturity of a fourteen year old. And I'm delightfully high on chocolate sauce like sex.)
Back to the chocolate sauce thing: if you use a tablespoon for the "part" in the recipe, you will have enough sauce for reasonably decorating two batches of crepes or enough sauce for excessively decorating one batch of crepes and some extra tosmear all over your body eat with a spoon while reading the smut of your choice.
Now, I like crepes. They're easy as hell, quick, cheap, and tasty. I don't have to look up how to do 'em because I've got the recipe cold. My simplified half-vast recipe only gets one dish really dirty in the mixing, a bonus for the non-dishwasher household. In my world, crepes are a good breakfast or lunch food. They are not, however, chocolatey. I fixed that today by making chocolatey sauce stuff to put on top of the crepes. That turned out better than expected.
I like reading recipes. I like cookbooks. I like discussions of technique. However, I absolutely hate that I do not need TWO CUPS of freaking chocolatey sauce stuff. That's what the cookbooks and recipes are offering me. I do not need that much chocolatey sauce. I need like two, three tablespoons of chocolatey sauce stuff. Two cups is a bit overkillish, if you ask me. I'm not drinking the shit, now, am I? (No. Even though I want to.) So that all ya'll do not need to find this out for yourselves, it is possible to make a delightful chocolatey sauce thing (in small amounts) by doing 1 part butter, 2 parts sugar, 1 part cocoa powder, and a small amount of milk, as needed, for thinning it out. :) Performing a valuable public service, I am. Helping others along the road of BETTER cooking-for-one, I am. In a small frying pan (I have a one-egg skillet), combine sugar and butter and heat. Add a teeny amount of milk, so that you have a fairly thick syrup. Heat until no longer gritty, until the sugar is all dissolved. It can boil a little, that's okay. Add cocoa, stir over low heat until all lumps are gone. Heat through, taking care not to scorch the chocolate flavor. This will be a fairly bitter, raw chocolatey flavor that tastes a hell of a lot like chocolate and not much like anything else. It's not a very tempered, moderate flavor. Don't worry. Over bland, sweet crepes, it's ungodly good. That there is your moderating influence. It'd probably be okay over vanilla ice cream, too. It's not at all bad out of a spoon if you don't mind being punched in the gut with chocolate flavor.
*ahem*
I realize that may be something of a specialized taste. I should probably mention that I've been reading reviews of porn films again. The culprit this time was this one which I just couldn't stop giggling over. Probably better not click on that if you're at work. It's a gay porn film review. I doubt you're going to be able to sell the "I was just reading it for the delightful prose" thing, even if that happens to be the case. No matter how earnest you are, nobody will believe you.
See, a line like "...the kind of guy who wears a butt plug to the grocery store" is amusing as hell on its own. It's even more amusing when you flip, mentally, to that really nice Gundam Wing (It's anime, about giant fighting robots. It's a cartoon, if you must. I own it on DVD. The voice of the honorable bad guy Treize is also the voice of Tezuka-buchou, whom I lust after in PoT. Starting to get a grip, here? A bit, maybe? As fetishes go, it's not as bad as goatse or tubgirl. There are *always* worse fetishes.) fanfic where, well, we find out just who is the kind of guy who wears a butt plug to the grocery store. (Do I have a link to that? Yes. Oh, yes. I'm suprised it hasn't burned phosphers in the screen at this point. Am I going to share it? If you want the link, ask for it. My mother reads this sometimes and while we are all on the same page about what porn I like, it's easier if I don't... er... shove it down her throat all the time. Yes, that did make me giggle. I have all the restraint (*snrk*) and maturity of a fourteen year old. And I'm delightfully high on chocolate sauce like sex.)
Back to the chocolate sauce thing: if you use a tablespoon for the "part" in the recipe, you will have enough sauce for reasonably decorating two batches of crepes or enough sauce for excessively decorating one batch of crepes and some extra to
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