Last month, I started making pizzas from scratch with the awesome pizza stone and peel I got for Christmas (thanks Mom and Dad!) and a little advice from my friend Holly who is a homemade pizza pro. I am still working out how to get the dough into pizza shape. My first attempt turned into a rectangle which conveniently fit exactly on my cutting board.
The second was more or less pizza-shaped, if a little lumpy.
It was this second, roundish, delicious pizza which caused Marc to exclaim, "Wow honey! You're so domestic." I guess I have the rest of my life to work my way up to Domestic Diva and then eventually Domestic Goddess, right?
My second big cooking triumph happened on Saturday. I decided that Marc and I would have our Valentine's dinner then since Sunday was the only day in a two week span that he would not have to get up at 5 am and go to work. I chose the signature Philippine dish chicken adobo. I have attempted this before, and Marc was always kind about it but it was never right. This time I started with all whole ingredients including a whole chicken that I butchered myself (I mean, it was dead and plucked but I cut it up using a cookbook diagram and a really big knife.) and according to Marc it's the closest thing to his mission adobo that he's ever had. Success! Here it is on a plate with some strawberries I dipped and some edamame.
My final cooking challenge was more of an issue of help than of a difficult recipe. I let the boys help me make sugar cookies for our friends and neighbors on Valentine's Day. Here is the "helpful" trio.
It was an adventure in repeated sanitization as the boys would inevitably touch their nose, the floor or the trashcan and have to be rescrubbed. David John also really loved to throw the cookie cutters on the floor so that they had to be washed over and over as well. Using the hand mixer to make the dough was a big hit and they all had a great time decorating. Unfortunately, I forgot to take a picture of all the cookies before they were given out. This is the plate that stayed home with us, but most of these are cookies that I decorated under direction from the boys. I don't have any photos of the hilarious and adorable lopsided multi-topping cookies they did themselves.
Anyway, the cookies tasted good and it only took me one hour to clean the kitchen afterward. I guess I really am becoming domestic.
I'm pretty sure that making cookies with three little boys automatically promotes you to domestic goddess. Well done!
ReplyDeleteYou are totally a domestic mega goddess because you did this with three kids and one in the oven. I think you are amazing!
ReplyDeleteYou go, girl! I am a big fan of making pizzas at home and the pizza stones and peels are a must. I, however, also have a very difficult time making my pizzas round. I think your second attempt is much better than my most recent attempt. :)
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