That happens more often than not in this house.
Today, however, we managed to mutually decide on steak and mashed potatoes. Still not content with eating the exact SAME steak (I like mine with a bone, and somewhat fatty; she loves hers chopped up and devoid of any pants tightening globs) I went to the market and bought the necessary ingredients for my newest masterpiece.
And then I began my next step to become the King of Cooking.
I began the mashed potatoes first. Now, I've noticed I never exactly put the recipe for my meals, mainly because...well, who cares. Go on Google and look up garlic mashed potatoes recipes, I guarantee you that you'll find one that tickles your fancy. If you don't, and you can't find ANYTHING that tickles you whatsoever...well, you internet incorrectly. I'm pretty sure there's food porn out there...you freak.
Ahem, so I peeled my taters, which I've always found to be such a pain in the ass. All of those peels, and sometimes they'll find their way outside of the trash can, where I have to contend with a tiny puppy who sucks up anything in his direct puppy vision.
Puppy.
Once they were peeled, I got the head of garlic out and took off the...I don't know what you call it, the garlic clothes. I got that bitch naked and then smooshed her up with my hard knife. And the garlic loved it. I'm probably not going to call it back though.
I emptied them into a pot of water and let it boil. It took a while, but eventually the potatoes softened and I was able to mush it all up.
Look at that whore garlic, swimming around with
the potatoes.
I also boiled some milk for extra creaminess:
Milk, pre-boiled. It pretty much looks the same
boiled, too.
And cream cheese for some much needed thickness:
I wonder if you can get sued for this.
I've also noticed that cheese outside of the package always looks weird. Probably because I don't like cheese that much.
Look at this ugly bastard. It's so tasty.
Along with 6 tablespoons of butter, and a dash of salt and rosemary, I mashed it all up and then mixed it to a nice puree.
Look at them all, just waiting to get destroyed.
Mashed potatoes: Done.
Not the best picture, but goddamn it's beautiful.
Now, earlier in the day I marinated my steaks with a nice herb/garlic combo, and also some ground pepper to rub into the meat. I know how to marinate some goddamn meat.
Oh, I wasn't kidding.
Not by a long shot.
I placed them both into their selected pans and began to fry them up. I also practiced up on my flipping skills, which you will be able to see here. I'm seriously upping my talent here.
These two bastards are coming out like fried
gold.
Luckily, steak doesn't take that long to cook, so before I knew it...dinner was ready.
UHHHHH IT WAS SO DELICIOUS
And there you have it. One step closer to being a Kingly Chef.
