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My husband LOVES toys & gadgets.
Adult Toys & Gadgets (no, NOT “those” kind…).
He just can’t watch an Infomercial without wanting to buy whatever they’re selling.
I realize it might eventually be beneficial to install V-chip Technology to block these broadcasts from our home TVs. But, in the meantime, he proudly informed me UPS would soon be delivering a Pressure Cooker.
“Wait…. What?!?! I don’t want a Pressure Cooker!!”, I quickly replied.
I remember those from back in the 60s. My mom had one, and rarely used it.
It was constructed out of heavy steel and had this black plastic knobie valve that would spin and rattle as explosive steam built-up within the pot.
If you entered the kitchen during one of the very rare occasions my mother was PRESSURE cooking something in it… she would shrill: “Do NOT. Get. Near. The. Stove!!!”
When it was done… we basically had to wear hard hats, and crouch under the kitchen table while my mom gingerly tried to remove the lid.
Fast forward, I told my husband my feelings about introducing this Highly Dangerous Hazard into our home kitchen and he confidently informed me that…
THIS, was not my Mother’s Pressure Cooker!!!
“This was a technological advancement in home cooking like no other.
This Pressure Cooker was fully automated, digital, and SAFE.
It sat safely on the kitchen countertop.
You simply plugged it in, added the ingredients,
locked on the lid, pushed a few buttons & Voila.
Within minutes you had a delectable meal worthy of a Three-star Michelin Rating.”
Then my husband started to describe the great dinners we could easily make in our new Pressure Cooker. And he had me, right there & then, with: “WE”.
I have never, ever enjoyed “cooking”. I’ll bake cookies all day long, but I stress-out just at the thought of having to make dinner every night.
I wouldn’t mind it so much if I could cook the same thing for dinner over & over every night… but I dread having to come up with new, different menu ideas!! I find it torturous!!
So, I anxiously awaited the arrival of this newfangled Pressure Cooker.
Our first attempt was to make a recipe called Savory Pork Chops with Creamy Mustard and Sage Gravy over Potatoes. We bought all the ingredients, put them in the pot, followed all the instructions and within only a matter of minutes, our dinner was done. Voila!!
So… did the food taste better or any different than if we’d cooked the same meal in the conventional way?
The verdict: Heck, YEAH it was Better… it was Unfreaking Believable… melt in your mouth Delicious!!!
AND I have to admit there were No hard hats required.
It’s easy to use, totally digital and EVERY meal comes out tasting simply AMAZING!! The steam traps in all the wonderful flavors, nutrients and everything is cooked to the perfect tenderness.
The only (HUGE) disadvantage has been glaringly displayed on the digital display of our bathroom scale. Unfortunately, along with every newly discovered delicious meal… there also seems to be newly discovered inches to my arse.
To be completely honest, this wonderful advancement in home cooking technology is a curse!!
I LOVE food. I LOVE to eat.
So, I certainly don’t need food to taste any better or another reason to love food any more than I already do. (Especially now, at the age when my metabolism has come to a screeching halt!) But, I must say, it’s great to see my husband so enthusiastic about this latest toy and I totally appreciate the help in meal planning and preparation… therefore, I find myself in quite a quandary.
I was hoping this Pressure Cooker would just find its way into the Gadgetry Graveyard along with the “not so easy to clean” Jack Lalane Juicer…, but Nooooo, this sweet innocent looking thing is still sitting front and center on our kitchen countertop.
I have finally resorted myself to the fact this clever little devil invention is here to stay, so I better learn to live with it and adjust my lifestyle accordingly.
Maybe it would help if every Pressure Cooker came with a free 200 page easy-to-follow recipe book… AND, a free introductory membership to Weight Watchers.
I can only hope the next Infomercial my husband watches will be for a Total Home Gym.