Deep Thoughts by an Unqualified Deep Thinker

intro

I’m venturing out into the wild world of cooking. After living here in Wolfenbüttel Germany without a microwave I must actually learn how to cook. I am no longer the starving student searching small change to fund my Pizza Hut habit. In addition to being “ohne Geld” it’s still a little fun for me to call Pizza Hut with only three months of German under my belt. So, without further ado, here is my first cooking entry.

my kitchen…

ingredients

• 1/4 kilo chicken
• 15 b.sprouts
• some balsamic vinegar
• 2 big spoons olive oil
• an onion
• 2 big spoons lemon pepper
• 1 big spoon salt

secret method

1. get out a pot and a pan, one big enough for the sprouts to boil in and the other large enough to fry up that chicken
2. fill one up with enough water to cover the sprouts and put some fire under it
3. throw your big spoon of salt into the sprout pot
4. cut up that poor chicken into little strips
5. peel off the outer layer of the sprouts and cut an ‘x’ in the bottom of them
6. heat up your two spoons of olive oil in the pan while you cut up that onion into little tiny pieces
7. throw the little onion pieces into that oil
8. after cleaning the sprouts one last time (you didn’t clean them before?) place them gently into the boiling salty death water for about 5-6 minutes
9. after letting those onions fry for a minute or so add your chicken
10. poor on that loving spoonfull of lemon pepper twice and continue to stir that chicken
11. when the chicken is finished dump it out and replace it with the now finished sprouts
12. …oh, and add that vinegar too….
13. use your judgement on the times for the sprouts (I used about 2 minutes) take them out when you’re satisfied
14. assemble your beautiful creation and serve to a party of one (one fat party….)

….ok so that doesn’t look like a “10″

post game coverage
I think my first stab at cooking turned out pretty good. If you think the directions are horrible, that’s because I didn’t have any and didn’t take any notes along the way. I promise future entries to be much better. (and tastier) be back next time, kids, when we make something else