Although one might think that I would start off December by talking about my disappointing lack of a novel (what can I say? I wasn’t feeling the ‘wrimo this year), I choose to focus on the positive. Specifically, I would like to document for the whole world that as of Saturday night, I am fully capable of making a ridiculously unhealthy, delicious cheese sauce.
I know, I’ll wait while you recover.
This doesn’t seem like such a big deal unless you consider my fussiness. Obviously the basics of 1) Create roux, 2) Add milk, 3) Add cheese, 4) Eat have not been a particularly big issue for me before Except. It is the triumph over that Except that I’m celebrating today. So what was wrong with my sauce? It was delicious…
…except the cheese sauce always tasted gritty somehow.
…except when reheated, it never turned back into sauce; it stayed in a scary, gelatinous cheese kind of blob.
…except that I just never felt it was the kind of luxurious, velvety, creamy silk that recipes always implied.
Saturday, because I had a mess of cauliflower and didn’t feel like just roasting it (which is my normal approach), I decided to make a gratin, and lo! Deb knows of what she speaks! She is the first one (that I’ve read) who suggested adding hot milk to my roux, and I credit that for the whole miraculous shebang.
Thanks to this one tiny difference, not only was my cheese sauce delicious and velvety, but it has withstood the trial of reheating. Flying colours? You bet. Not only was it creamy and sumptuous, it managed all that after being frozen. I’m sold: cheese sauces require hot milk. End of story.
Or actually, since in my folly I’m starting to think that maybe I should Get Out And Try More Recipes, possibly the Beginning of the story.
Like many people who read food blogs (…what? Don’t you?) I enjoy reading about the Daring Baker challenges that the pastry chef types out there whip up every month. While I’ve sometimes thought I’d try the recipe, I’ve never really wanted to actually subscribe. This is strange if I consider how much I love baking and, possibly more importantly, how much I love snacking on baked goods, but I think I’m afraid that the whole “required monthly challenge” aspect would take the enjoyment out of it for me.
The Daring Cooks, however? That is something I can get behind. I mean, I’m going to be cooking dinner anyway — might as well try something new, right? Not only will it prevent boredom in La Cocina Fishy, I will probably actually pick up useful skills in the doing.
I’m a little sad to see I’ve missed Jaden‘s pho challenge, but I’m pretty sure I’ll be signed up in time to start cooking with the Superheroes come January. Will I become the next Miss Measure? Umm… probably not. But time will tell!