take a moment to ponder the following phrase: “sausages with sherry caramel glazed pears.” have you ever heard anything more wonderful in your life? it was even better than i could have expected.
sausage? glorious. sherry? sure. caramel glazed pears? oh yeah.
then, i was walking across the street after exiting star when i realized i had no pears. i had three pounds of sausage (specifically pork sausage, none of that italian stuff), a package of sage (one can’t cook such a quantity of pork without sage), two bags of peas and carrots, a box of chicken stock, but no pears. huh. i was too tired to go back, so off i went without the pears.
i had just come back from finishing a model, and before that i was at my full-time job, so you can imagine how i didn’t particularly want to cook because i was incredibly tired. but i’d said i would, and invited people, and there’s nothing you can do at that point. but by the end of the night – and i know this is really sappy – i had remembered why i like cooking so much. (more…)