If you can read, you can cook — Julia Child
Could you define what you mean by 'easy'?
Cook Time:1-30 min
Could you be more specific? This time parameter seems a bit loosey-goosey to me.
From the book, Julia's Kitchen Wisdom.
My dad's dream was to be an engineer, but he learned a skill, paid off his father's debts and became a master of his trade.
Vegetarians have eaten his home-made prosciutto: the clouds parted and angels with trumpets came out.
I could have said something cinematic, like "You had me at cooked" or "Is it cooked? I hadn't noticed." Another possibility (albeit somewhat more far-fetched) would have been, "I'm just a girl, standing in front of a bag of shrimp, asking it to lie to her."
Thanks a lot, Ocean Mama. Who cooked my shrimp?
Me: "What's wrong with your oven burner?"
Dad: "Put it on high."
Me: "I think it's supposed to cook over medium-heat."
Dad: "I don't know. I don't have to tell you what to do."
Me: "I think this is going to be another recipe."
Dad: "Cooking is a fantasy."
Me: "I just want the reality to work out here."
This is not a saying about cooking, no, because that would be too obvious and pedestrian. It's about love. Is everything a metaphor? Other thoughts that occurred to me at this juncture: a pot is not a pan; pay attention; improvise.
Hence, a giant metal salad bowl can also function as a lid. Yes, it can. Shaddup.
Read the recipe: I was missing two vital ingredients, fresh dill and parsley.
Read the label: The main ingredient turned out to be pre-cooked instead of raw.
Read the directions: I was supposed to add the lemon juice after it was done.
I'm still standing, better than I ever did. Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid. I'm still standing yeah yeah yeah.
Me. Not the shrimp. Shrimp can't stand, silly. And they don't swim, either. I think they scamper about, propelled by their tails, frolicking with other shrimp. A marine biologist might be able to clarify the minutiae here.
If you can read, get a library card and read some more. — me