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Rachel and Rick sitting in an oven....now that's HOT

Thursday, Aug. 04, 2005
Ok, so I didn’t go to Math class. I was a bad girl. I hedged all afternoon and then I just realized that I’m going to be spending the next 16 plus weeks in another Math class that will actually count. It’s too late to make this one work and I’m allowed one miss so I took my miss last night.

And instead of sitting in a Math class I went grocery shopping. If you my reader (and yes I only have about one reader…) realized how badly I hate domesticity and all that goes with it you’d realize that grocery shopping is only one miniscule step above Math class. But Rick decided that he’s tired of eating out and wanted something homemade. Now don’t go off thinking I shopped and cooked because I absolutely didn’t. Shopping + Cooking = n. n. = NOT HAPPENING. I know that much math.

I’m about to let a long held secret out of the bag. Rick has the television style hot’s for Rachel Ray. She’s probably the only media brunette he digs. He calls her “my girl”. He sees her on TV or her face on a book at Target and exclaims with little boy glee, “There’s my girl!! So last night he did a google search and found a recipe for Shepard’s Pie and printed it out and sent me to the store for the ingredients. I don’t mind shopping from a list of ingredients as badly as I do from mere memory and a “what the hell should I buy now” list in my head. $34.50 later I was packed down with only about 7 puny plastic bags full of groceries including the infamous Rachel Ray E.V.O.O. (Extra Virgin Olive Oil). I want to be E.V. K. (Extra Virgin Kristy) When I hear the words “extra virgin” I just think “now there’s some tight ass oil!!! Then my mind travels off on those last three words and all havoc is wreaked about my brain as I stumble like a child through pages and pages of fantasies. But I digress….

I got home and Rick was sprawled width-wise across the bed (the center of it…only man I know that does this is Rick…but perhaps other’s do?) and told me, “I’m tired honey, I’ll cook it all tomorrow night!” I took a tiny little bitch fest and insisted that he immediately start to cook “or else!” It worked and I think it was because “or else” must be someplace bad in his mind.



Shepards Pie

2 pounds potatoes, such as russet, peeled and cubed
2 tablespoons sour cream or softened cream cheese
1 large egg yolk
1/2 cup cream, for a lighter version substitute vegetable or chicken broth
Salt and freshly ground black pepper
1 tablespoon extra-virgin olive oil, 1 turn of the pan
1 3/4 pounds ground beef or ground lamb
1 carrot, peeled and chopped
1 onion, chopped
2 tablespoons butter
2 tablespoons all-purpose flour
1 cup beef stock or broth
2 teaspoons Worcestershire, eyeball it
1/2 cup frozen peas, a couple of handfuls
1 teaspoon sweet paprika
2 tablespoons chopped fresh parsley leaves

Boil potatoes in salted water until tender, about 12 minutes. Drain potatoes and pour them into a bowl. Combine sour cream, egg yolk and cream. Add the cream mixture into potatoes and mash until potatoes are almost smooth.

While potatoes boil, preheat a large skillet over medium high heat. Add oil to hot pan with beef or lamb. Season meat with salt and pepper. Brown and crumble meat for 3 or 4 minutes. If you are using lamb and the pan is fatty, spoon away some of the drippings. Add chopped carrot and onion to the meat. Cook veggies with meat 5 minutes, stirring frequently. In a second small skillet over medium heat cook butter and flour together 2 minutes. Whisk in broth and Worcestershire sauce. Thicken gravy 1 minute. Add gravy to meat and vegetables. Stir in peas.

Preheat broiler to high. Fill a small rectangular casserole with meat and vegetable mixture. Spoon potatoes over meat evenly. Top potatoes with paprika and broil 6 to 8 inches from the heat until potatoes are evenly browned. Top casserole dish with chopped parsley and serve.

And for Rick, a picture, because I could never ever look this damn happy and sexy with a knife cooking unless I was frying up ex-husband testicles for the former neighbor Hanibal style. (OH MY GOD…did I just type that?)
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And a picture of the shepards pie, this is not Rick’s from last night. His looked the exact same but was in a square glass boring pan……I need me some red casserole pan like this one. Cute.
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And for the record, it took Rick an hour and a half from start to finish to prepare this so called “30 minute meal”. Yah 30 minutes minus chopping, hunting for the pan, looking for a bowl, peeling, and pre-heating the oven! (let's not even mention the 45 minutes it took me at the grocery store!!!) What a total racket she’s got goin’. Ahhh but she’s the girl so who cares?

Ricks meal...was really yummy. (even if going out is cheaper and less time consuming ;-) Thanks honey! Reason #987,567,342,113 I pick Rick!
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