Okay, so there was a minor explosion.
Minor!Here's the story: Except for a couple of deeply Westernised bentos I basically lived on take-away this week, which doesn't make me or my stomach happy, but there were so many dishes and I really hate doing dishes by hand.
So today I thought, I'll do all the dishes, and I had many dishwashing-related epiphanies not the least of which is that I have been Doing It Wrong. I think I've corrected that problem. So there I was, with all the dishes that would fit on my rack drying there, and I had a cookie sheet and some time to spare and I thought,
I will cook something. This is in preparation for tomorrow when I will in fact cook
everything.
I'd bought some crescent roll dough, which for those of you not living in areas that sell this is a canister of dough that unrolls into triangles. You roll the triangles up into little faux-croissants and bake them.
la_rainette is staring in horror at her screen as she reads this. It was on sale!
Anyway, I took the crescent rolls and unrolled them and spread half with pumpkin butter and the other half with garlic aioli mustard. Then I rolled them up and put them in to bake, forgetting that pumpkin butter reaches nuclear fusion temperatures in record time. While I was in the other room, tidying, one of the crescent rolls sort of...okay, yes, exploded.
But there was no fire! Which puts me one up on mum, who once set our kitchen ablaze microwaving actual croissants (we had a microwave that doubled as a convection oven, she put them in to crisp up, hit the Microwave button by mistake).
To be fair to my side, the remaining non-exploded pumpkin rolls were delicious eaten with butter. The garlic-aoli rolls have just a hint of spicy garlic to them and I thought they might be good with cheese, but one bite of the rolls with some chaourcet disabused me of that notion. Really quality cheese just points up the chemical-preservative tang of the rolls. Some cheap cheddar spread will be good with them, though, I think.
Also, did you know they sell brie in logs now? Hand to god. I can't find a link to prove it to you, but I have a log of brie in my fridge as we speak.
Next up, as soon as the washed pots dry off: ADVENTURES IN YOGHURT MAKING.
Don't worry, I have a machine! And yoghurt almost never explodes.