A Disaster in the Making

Coming on to my second semester, I got this bright idea to cook more often and try to eat healthier. So I went through my homemade cookbook and made a list of all the dinners that i thought would be fairly easy to cook and required only ingredients that I could make good enough use of so they wouldn't go bad. Then I made my list and went shopping, excited to make some delicious dinners! Today i decided to try one of those dinners. A very simple fettuccine and rice pilaf. It all started off fairly well. I read all the directions numerous times as i cooked. Then the sauce didn't smooth the way it should and my rice was burning at the bottom, but still was not cooked. This looked nothing like mom's! I played, adding a tad more milk to the sauce and water to the rice. milk didn't declump the sauce, so I gave up on that one. I took out some little chunks poured it on my noodles and tasted. I may have added a tad too much water to the rice but eventually the rice looked cooked and I tasted. The fettuccine was a little bland, but edible. Possibly because it was from an Alfredo sauce package? the rice wasn't too bad, but i'm sure it tasted nothing like I remember it tasting when my mother cooked it. and the burned rice at the bottom, I blame on my very cheap cheap scraped up pans. My cooking? or the low quality tools I have to use? who knows but I think one of the worst part of making a dinner is the fact that there is bound to be left overs for me since my roommates aren't all usually brave enough to taste my superb cooking, I have an interestingly cooked dinner for tomorrow. I'm a poor college student and its something eat so I guess I can't complain too much. However, I give props to all the cooks and Mothers out there that make such wonderful flavorful food every day. and of course props to My mom for cooking all those delicious meals that i will never compare too. well, maybe one day when I have an oven that cooks evenly and better quality cooking tools but for now it will have to do.