Chicken goes to spa and pears visit coconut milk
Spa chicken and barley casserole
Pear and caramel cream sauce
Yesterday I cooked a simple meal from the cookbook, my cooking every recipe plan. This was called Spa Chicken, although I have no idea why. My first thought was that the chicken was treated well, like it had visited a spa. If so, the visit ends poorly because the chicken became dinner. Maybe this meal was once served at a spa. Basically chicken is simmered in a liquid with whole crushed garlic cloves and fresh thyme. I cut the chicken into strips and squeezed lemon juice over the meat. After simmering in the flavorful broth, all we tasted was lemon juice. That was fine by me, because I actually don’t like chicken. The side dish was from a Frugal Gourmet cookbook written to celebrate Christmas. It was a barley casserole, and I loved it although everyone else found it plain. I melted butter in my serving, and, well, I am the person who prefers vanilla ice cream to any other flavor, so plain is good by me.
My first dessert from the cookbook was pear halves cooked in caramel. I rushed this one, I suppose, and it was plain also. First I cooked sugar in water, once dissolved I added the pears. When the sugar water turns dark and caramel colored I add cream. My substitution was coconut cream. My problem was, the sugar water never turned dark, and I finally decided to add the cream and move on. I imagine I will try again sometime. The day before I saw a recipe cooked on PBS with pears covered in melted chocolate and pistachios. I really want to try that one, but I can’t find the recipe online. I have searched online with keywords such as pears with chocolate, pears with pistachio; pears cooked by Scottish Accent Man, and have had no luck yet. This would be so much easier if I had a better memory.
Next week I will be at my dad’s house, and he will be the lucky victim of my cooking experiments.