Sometimes I scare myself. Does that ever happen to you?
Sometimes I will come up with an idea that I think is absolutely brilliant.
Like my little brilliant thought for today. I was preparing a nice Chef’s Salad for lunch, expecting Ruth to drop by a touch early as she usually does. I had boiled and peeled my eggs, and was just about to slice them with a small knife when I remembered an old kitchen gadget I acquired years ago. It was an egg slicer, which cuts thin, even slices of egg using taut wires that easily slide through the cooked egg without making a mess or squishing the yolk. It is very handy if you eat a lot of sliced boiled eggs.
Then I turned my attention to the meats and cheeses for the Chef’s Salad. I always hate to slice up the meats and cheeses. They never behave as neatly as I like, always moving around on the cutting board while I’m trying to create matchsticks (properly called julienne strips) of them.
As I was putting away the egg slicer (hand-washed and towel-dried, mind you), I spied my pizza cutter and said, “Why Not?” So I took the pizza cutter in hand, and proceeded to slice through the meats and cheeses so effortlessly that it was astonishing. The blade on my pizza cutter is about 3-1/2″ in diameter, so in less than 30 seconds I had enough ham, turkey, Swiss and Cheddar to generously serve us both. Brilliant!
It scares me to think what I might have done if I had applied myself. Not that having a cookbook software company is small potatoes. It is really brilliant, too. But who knows, I may have invented some kitchen gadget that was really useful. (Maybe more useful even than my spice rack?)
Now, what did I do with that plastic radish garnisher?