Everything is worse when I make it. Part of this is because I'm bad at cooking, part of it is because I think I'm bad at cooking and therefore believe I'm contracting salmonella every time I eat something I've made. I used to think that if I messed up a dinner, I could always try again another time and get it right. The problem with a bad meal, though, is that it takes a while after that to get back in the mood for that particular dish again. So, what was it this time, you ask? Shrimp Scampi.
Now I know there are many interpretations of Shrimp Scampi, but at its simplest, it's pretty damn simple. Which is why I don't know how I managed to ruin it. All I really did was put Shrimp, Olive Oil, Bread Crumbs, Parsley, Garlic, and Lemon Juice in a dish and baked it at 350 for ten minutes. That's what my mom does, and it's always pretty good. With some kind of rice on the side (yellow or basmati). No problem. Except that I wasn't sure how to tell if the shrimp were cooked. I know you're supposed to look at the color, but they were covered in parsley. And honestly, some were a little pinky-grey even before they went in. The texture just seemed a little different somehow, almost harder to cut with the side of my fork...
I didn't die, so I think they were fine. Although I probably won't make this again.
2 comments:
I like this. I give you credit for cooking with shrimp.
Nick thought doing shrimp was ambitious for me too, but my mom and aunt always do it so easily!
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