Crock Pot Failure

After a long and occasionally stressful day, I returned home, excited to know that at least dinner awaited. Not just dinner: a fully, yummy crock pot of the awesome chana masala I make. And let me tell you, it is good. Rich, brothy, spicy, filling. A truly delightful dish, perfect for the end of a long work week.
I lifted the lid off the crock and knew right away that it was not to be. What greeted me – as I could tell from a glance and the barest sniff – was failure.

No broth, just a thin, faintly coloured liquid.

Chick peas looking hard instead of full and plump.

Onions and tomatoes chewy and shedding skin, rather than soft and integrated into the luscious flavour of the masala.

Absolutely no rich, textured, nourishing flavour: instead, the taste of acid in every bite.

TRAGIC!!

I dished some out, but honestly, could only eat about half of it. Even husband, constant encourager and supporter, acknowledged it wasn’t the best and did not (notably) clear his plate.

Now we have two half-filled plates (or maybe half-empty?) sitting on the kitchen counter, plus a half-full crock pot. I really don’t know what to do with it. I thought about cooking more, but I think that concentrates the acidic flavour. We could add some baking soda and/or potato to soak up the acid; plus maybe some more spices and tomato paste?? Maybe mash it up a bit to make some broth.

For now, I’m going to bundle it into the fridge and deal with it tomorrow. It’s too tragic to face right now :(.

And the peace angle: it’s only one dish. We’ll survive to cook again, and are grateful to be here, together, in our home, baby sleeping soundly, reading/writing together, on a Thursday night.

More Crashing

This is becoming a habit: falling asleep with baby, waking up late to do things around the house. Husband crashed with us tonight too – our household was down for the count before 9 p.m.
I woke up at 11:30; stepped back in to nurse baby back to sleep; and just finished checking email. I still want to chop the onions for chana masala we’ll be having tomorrow (crock pots rock) so will probably do that and get most of the ingredients into the pot before heading back to bed.

I like getting in a chunk of sleep early in the evening. Sleep before midnight is supposed to be more restful than that after midnight. Plus, I’m usually not up for that long so sleeping early usually means sleeping longer. I’m lucky, I realize, that I generally don’t have problems falling asleep. I used to have quite a bit of insomnia in my teens and early 20s, but no longer. Sleep’s a funny thing.

Just heard another noise from baby in the bedroom. She’s so sweet when sleeping … little mouth still smacking a bit after nursing, hands softly playing with her hair as she falls back into sleep. My big growing still-little angel. Running between us today for kisses; running into us with kisses as our faces collide with her little smiling face. We’re so blessed with our girl.

Wishing you all a good night.