I can't figure out exactly why this is so stomach-turning. Maybe it's because I melted the butter in the microwave after reheating leftover salmon. Or maybe it's simply because once again, I had a bad idea and did a Google search to help me carry it out. In this case, I had a small portion of homemade applesauce (it was decent, if rather too lemony; I don't think it needed so much lemon juice). I was craving apple crisp, and wondered if I might not use the applesauce in the pursuit of this craving. One obvious problem is that I did not have much applesauce.
I came across a reprehensible recipe for a "quick" applesauce crisp using Bisquick, but I had none of that substance in the apartment (and probably hadn't since birth). I then found a traditional Betty Crocker recipe that used sliced apples. Since I had barely any applesauce, I halved the ingredients for the topping. After melting the butter, I had a thick dough with the texture of cement. Half-heartedly, I applied this "topping" to the scant applesauce mixture.
Not only does this "crisp" have an unappetizing look and flavor, it just tastes like... well, salmon in a lemon-butter sauce with a soggy crust and a touch of cinnamon. Someone needs to put my kitchen out of its misery.
Showing posts with label Unjust Desserts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Unjust Desserts. Show all posts
Monday, December 26, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Reflecting Pool as Dessert
I hope you had a good hair day today, because you can see your reflection in tonight's Dessert Whoops. It was supposed to be a blueberry crumble. It is, instead, a blueberry juice crumble. I don't know exactly what happened, as I followed the recipe. I added the cornstarch that was supposed to make this blueberry juice into blueberry goo. Did I not mix it in well enough?
"It's um, a little loose," was the charitable feedback from the unfortunate guest to whom I served this unjust dessert. Maybe I can make blueberry wine out of the leftovers?
"It's um, a little loose," was the charitable feedback from the unfortunate guest to whom I served this unjust dessert. Maybe I can make blueberry wine out of the leftovers?
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