My Tuesday Night

6:00 Left work, starving, but excited about low-carb broccoli casserole!

6:10 Went to CVS and in order to use fabulous $4 off any purchase of $20 or more ended up buying more than intended.

6:30 Took train to Amish Market.

6:45 Lugged CVS bags to Amish Market in the rain.

6:46 Maneuvered around Amish Market like insane person with CVS bags.

6:55 Denied cream of celery soup!

7:00 Purchased potato/leek soup as substitute as potato/leek soup tends to be more creamy than potato-y when purchased in can or box form.

7:05 Lugged CVS bags and many Amish Market bags home in the now pouring rain.

7:13 Changed clothes.

7:15 Set stove for 325. Encountered difficulty when actual temperature of oven was 450. Screamed a few times.

7:30 Assembled broccoli casserole with finesse!

7:40 Screamed a few times more when opened potato/leek soup only to learn that brand of potato/leek soup purchased was basically a solid. Curses!

7:45 Shut off oven (now a perfect 325).

7:55 Walked to three convenience stores in torrential downpours.

8:00 Swam to Food Emporium and bought only cream of celery soup, and thought I should be allowed to steal it because dear god I didn’t want to wait in line to purchase one freaking can of soup given the night I’d been having.

8:04 Greeted by annoyed look by cashier who perhaps disapproved of single can of soup purchase.

8:10 Swam home.

8:12 Changed again.

8:13 Turned stove dial to point where temperature had previously yielded 325.

8:15 Finished casserole half-recipe only to learn that it wasn’t nearly enough food for a meal (or volume to actually fill the small casserole dish).

8:20 Remade casserole.

8:25 Waited for stupid freaking stove to be 325, because at this point it decided not to go above 250.

8:30 Put casserole in.

9:15 Checked with knife – hadn’t cooked at all! OF COURSE!

9:16 Turned up heat.

9:36 Still hadn’t cooked at all!

9:40 – 9:50 Checked again! And then again! And then still again!

STARVING TO DEATH!

10:00 Ate Lucky Charms and salad and cooked casserole for another half an hour on 425 (because yes, 325 actually seems really low and no, I will never ever ever make a broccoli casserole involving eggs ever ever again).

10:20 D ate casserole and didn’t die, so eggs were most likely cooked.

Last night I made goat cheese ravioli with a sage/butter/cream sauce with chunks of butternut squash and was reassured that at time cooking works.