I have a love and absolute fear of pressure cookers. This has been true from the time I was little.
I love pressure cookers because that meant mom was most likely making beef stroganoff, which she has perfected.
I have a fear of them because they are TERRIFYING. Every time I heard that steam releasing from that do-hickey on top, I knew it was going to explode.
If mom was using the pressure cooker, I just steared clear of the kitchen and would wait until whatever delicious masterpiece my mother was cooking was ready for consumption.
Well for Christmas 2009, Mom gave David and I a pressure cooker. AH!
I couldn't tell everyone about my fear, that would be rude. I graciously accepted and made a comment about beef stroganoff.
David's favorite food also happens to be beef stroganoff. He has a paper from like 3rd grade to prove that he didn't just say that because I said that when we were dating. Anyway, his mom makes it a little different, although still tasty. She doesn't use a pressure cooker, so we kind of adopted her way of cooking the meat and combined the two recipes to deliciousness.
One day this past year I decided to be brave and try out the pressure cooker. Mom did it all the time and never had problems. I should be fine, right?
That's what I thought...
I got the meat combination going in the pressure cooker, so far so good. I was only making a big deal out of a silly fear.
Just when I thought I was safe, I started prepping other parts of the meal.
Of course the seal breaks on the pressure cooker, a river a steam lifts the pot off of the stove to eye level and then crashes onto the floor right beside me.
I burst into tears.
Here is the broken seal. I thought we had taken a picture of the pressure cooker on the floor, but I was a little distraught and a camera probably wasn't my first thought.
So finally when I got up the courage to crush this fear, it laughed me in the face.
We finished making dinner without a pressure cooker and the beef stroganoff turned out great!
See!
I may never use a pressure cooker again... Although they are a pretty cool concept if you think about it.
I love pressure cookers because that meant mom was most likely making beef stroganoff, which she has perfected.
I have a fear of them because they are TERRIFYING. Every time I heard that steam releasing from that do-hickey on top, I knew it was going to explode.
If mom was using the pressure cooker, I just steared clear of the kitchen and would wait until whatever delicious masterpiece my mother was cooking was ready for consumption.
Well for Christmas 2009, Mom gave David and I a pressure cooker. AH!
I couldn't tell everyone about my fear, that would be rude. I graciously accepted and made a comment about beef stroganoff.
David's favorite food also happens to be beef stroganoff. He has a paper from like 3rd grade to prove that he didn't just say that because I said that when we were dating. Anyway, his mom makes it a little different, although still tasty. She doesn't use a pressure cooker, so we kind of adopted her way of cooking the meat and combined the two recipes to deliciousness.
One day this past year I decided to be brave and try out the pressure cooker. Mom did it all the time and never had problems. I should be fine, right?
That's what I thought...
I got the meat combination going in the pressure cooker, so far so good. I was only making a big deal out of a silly fear.
Just when I thought I was safe, I started prepping other parts of the meal.
Of course the seal breaks on the pressure cooker, a river a steam lifts the pot off of the stove to eye level and then crashes onto the floor right beside me.
I burst into tears.
Here is the broken seal. I thought we had taken a picture of the pressure cooker on the floor, but I was a little distraught and a camera probably wasn't my first thought.So finally when I got up the courage to crush this fear, it laughed me in the face.
We finished making dinner without a pressure cooker and the beef stroganoff turned out great!
See!I may never use a pressure cooker again... Although they are a pretty cool concept if you think about it.
Oh my gosh! I'm glad you lived to tell the tale. Whew. (I think they are kinda scary, too.)
ReplyDeleteI LOVE using my mom's pressure cooker and i use it every week to do the mash potatos for sunday dinner :)
ReplyDeleteWow Deidra! That was funny. I can picture it flying up to eye level then crashing down. I'd burst into tears too haha.
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