Two birds with one stone

I was down for the count for about 6 weeks. When I finally felt well enough to get off the couch, I wanted to make myself useful. The house was a wreck, not that my husband didn't try to take care of it. He was taking care of him, managing a store, taking care of me, not getting any sleep, and trying to do housework too. The poor guy ran himself ragged without a single hint of complaint.

So, the fist thing I decided to do was a cook a meal for him. Not just any meal mind you but something special because he has been so amazing.

And then I thought, that maybe it was so special that maybe I could even win a contest. I could use that little bit of time that I felt well to do something for my family and friends and maybe win money too. So, I cooked and entered contests using the recipes.

Well my husband and I love Lo Mein. So along with the lo mein, I made us a bowl of wonton soup using raviolis from Chef Boyardee. My hands were shaking when I was typing it in and I hit enter too soon which left off the last step: Heat over medium heat. Needless to say, I didn't win that contest.

Then, the next time I entered The Rajun Cajun contest with Wisconsin potatoes. I was really concerned about my shaky hands messing me up again. I can't  tell you how many times I backspaced typing that in. My dear spouse kept telling me to wait and let him do it.But, I was determined that I would be the one to enter it. If I couldn't do anything else, the least I could do is cook a meal and document it.

This was a really cool recipe: Me o My Jambalaya Fries. Picture chili cheese fries but instead you are using chicken jambalaya and pepperjack cheese. But, I made the most embarrassing mistake even with all the precaution in the world. I had the love of my life proofread my recipe before I sent it in. After I clicked and sent it, we went and chilled and ate dinner and had a great night.That evening,I went to go turn my computer off for the evening. The recipe was still pulled up. Right in the middle of the screen on two of the steps, I had typos. You know how in recipes, it says to add something and then stir or add something and then cook. Well, the letter "d" is right next to the letter "s' and shaky hand fool that I am, I wrote Ass salt and ass something else or another. I was so mortified. Laughing and crying all at the same time.

Well I worried about being disqualified for defamatory language but it wasn't actually in the official rules and I don't think the judges noticed. It is still there on the web. My sweet spouse tried to cheer me up. He assured me that they sell butt rub in the store for pig meat and there probably was even some Ass salt somewhere. So, he did a quick search on the internet for it. Do you know what it is? I didn't. Ass salt is a street word for meth. So, there are drug addicts in the world, using cold medicine to make meth and I am writing recipes that say meth makes great french fries. I am such an idiot. Ofcourse, I didn't win that contest either.

My most recent contest is for Traffic Light Stew. It's a cross between Cuban bean soup and chicken and yellow rice. It has the ingredients I like the most and I left the others off. It is still posted too if you want to see it. The verdict is still out on this one. Haven't won or loss yet. Cross your fingers for me. At least this time, I didn't have typos.

My next meal is just for my blog followers. No contest, no money involved. Just a recipe between friends.