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Black Hawk, CO
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April 17, 2009
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November 5, 2012
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My Greatest Cooking TriumphWinning the chili cookoff at my office. It was pure dumb luck really and a shared effort. My husband smoked a huge brisket for a BBQ at our house. It was cancelled at the last minute and we just had tons of brisket with nobody to feed it to. After eating it in breakfast burritos, BBQ sandwiches, BBQ beef cornbread, I still had a freezer full. I thought the chili cookoff would be a great place to "unload" it. It turned out great. The smokiness and texture of the brisket was perfect in chili! And I won the chili cookoff that had been mostly a boys club event.
My Biggest Kitchen DisasterI've always been more of a cook than a baker. I prefer to add a little of this, taste, and then stir in some of that. The science that is baking has always been a little tricky for me but the weekend after we moved into our house I just had to bake a cake to celebrate. Not just any out of the box cake though, a from scratch pineapple upside down cake. To complicate matters, my house is roughly 10,000 feet above sea level. I still don't know what happened. Did I add too much baking powder? Can a little extra flour make THAT much of a difference? Was I just so tired from cleaning and unpacking that I doubled some other ingredient? What ever it was, my cake rose out of the pan and dripped to the bottom of the oven. Once there, it promptly caught fire. Thankfully, Curt was there and had a clear enough head to grab the fire extenguisher to put out the fire and then grab the pan and toss it outside. Not only did I not have a pretty pineapple upside down cake to put on my new dining table, but now my whole house was filled with smoke and smelled horrible. Thankfully, the new oven wasn't ruined, just needed a good cleaning. And we were all able to laugh about it in the end.
My Food For ThoughtI really believe that cooking is a labor of love. What better way to tell someone you're thinking about them, you love them, you want to take care of them. I grew up in a place where you cook to celebrate, you cook to mourn, and everything in between. In a time when so many of life's small pleasures are all but forgotten, a hot meal or a plate of Mammow's cookies will always put a smile on someone's face. The tastes, the smells, and the rituals of cooking always trigger my best memories.
My InterestsPlaying dinosaur attack with my little boy, Jamie. Reading, exploring the hiking trails and sights near my home in rural Colorado, crafts, and visiting with family in friends.